"Alone"
A Blue Horse
Its mane flying wildly in the wind
A grey horse
like moonbeams or clouds or dreams
A Black horse
against a sea of sunflowers
When I am Old I Will Fall Into Your Arms
We Will Remember The Time When We Went Mad
And When I Decide To Die I'll Think Of You and Be Okay
I Die In My Heart Every Day again and again
There is something terrible I am afraid of out there
something terrible something dark and cold
i cannot explain this fear
if i run out of energy if i run out of time
i will fall into your arms
like a draping piece of heavy cloth
and I will rest, then
sorrows must somehow have an only end
perhaps the best feeling is to be warm and dry
when the dark and cold and drizzling rain
is beating down all around outside
you feel so safe and so alone
I love to feel alone
I love to be alone