the rivers swelled
and swept you away
and the night gave way
to disreguard and discussions
in the form of questions
while you shook your head
and i tried to pretend
so it all fell away
fell towards an ending
as i used to say
but it never meant as much then
and i've been colder since
colder like the river
sweeping everything of worth away, underneath
to belong in something
to end in nothing, below
i want to be given back
so that im certain of one thing
at least so that in the nothing
i can be at peace
whatever may come from heaven
let it rain down and prove me wrong
