Twenty Three Blue

Little imitation plastic wood girl The wind is coming, wait Time moved slowly on the island Fail the dagger, fail the digger, on-puller Of the white line, off Nothing is a problem The sound of you, like geese The sound of you, ringing Crystal do it in a flat bed Shapes I never seen like these before Cover the city tonight Sleep, hey Cold head Blue come wrap around us Who will take me home Walking slow Breathing upstairs and laughter Rippling Footsteps in grey For listening Dipped in black Smiling Descends the stairs Winter walks in The phone rings, I hesitate The name, then answer Can we come to see you later? Do you feel the cold of winter? Cutting steaming paper It′s of you Before the world wakes up Do you feel the cold of winter? Do you feel the cold of winter? Do you feel the cold of winter? Do you feel the cold of winter? Do you feel the cold of winter? Lying in black Between the trees Very, very blue Left foot, try to stop Walking through the wind Cold knuckles Slow browns and greys Laughed poster face man Selling Monday in the market Winter streets dry as bones Do you feel the cold?