Shadows

When the nightlocks up the light
And that I stay here laid up in the darkness
I become heavy
I get benumbed
Staring at the curtains
Staring at curtains
There is time to wait - Time to be sick
Staring at the curtains
Staring at the curtains
Staring at the curtains
Ho yes I cry Darling - Yes I cry
But the men aren't deads my darling
Ho yes I cry Darling - Yes I cry
Without to know that the deads aren't men
Staring at the curtains
Then they come in silence
Begot by glasses
Begot by the web
Some of them clinging at the ceiling
Some of them going through the walls
& some of them floatting
No meaning to those things
Oh they come all over me
Oh they swing all over me
God why is it so cold while they keep silence ?
& why am I so far from the room & why am I so far from the gloom ?
They are black over black and belong to the night
Shadows of the night
Shadows of the night
Ho yes I cry Darling - Yes I cry
But the men aren't deads my Darling
Yes I cry
Ho yes I cry Darling - Yes I cry
Without to know that the deads aren't men
Staring at the curtains...