Beautiful and it's coming over from distant lands it's like a waterfall but with flakes that find you wanting to feel the fall so running over you stretch your hands out through the cabin door leaving things behind you
leaving things behind leaving things behind where her face won't find you
(i am on my way down) mama calls as you're running over the frozen sand it was hours ago that it went inside you and you struggle to breathe it all in but you have the feeling you had no plan you're just an animal leaving tracks behind you
leaving tracks behind leaving tracks behind you everything behind where her face won't find you
and i'll be the onliest of all yeah i'll be for the wolves and i'll be the onliest of all if her face won't find me if her face won't find me if her face won't find if her face won't find if her face won't find me
