Once Upon a Winter

To become spring, accept the risk of winter

To become presence, accept the risk of absence

We are lost in this city, where we shouldn’t be at all

Where we searched for flowers, and found nothing but snow

It’s this city of tears

That has gone into mourning

Still beating with my heart

But with undercurrent of woe

I belong to the mountains

And always did so

I belong to the mountains

And always will do

They were my first love

Where they end, I begin

Bury me deep inside their womb

The only place I ever felt home

Cause home is not just the place where I was born

Also, the place where I want to get buried

The place beyond the pines where distance has no meaning

Where we still sing those old songs that remind us of our fall

We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar

And an urge for the foreign and strange

We are tied to bridges that cave in or burn

Sometimes we are homesick most for places we’ve never known

If only the sea was merciful

Wash me away to the silencing shores

If only the sea was merciful

As merciful as a morning in winter

My dear, you can cut all the flowers

But you can’t keep spring from rising

It’s strange why autumns is so beautiful

Yet everything starves, everything dies

Everything dies

Cause home is not just the place where I was born

Also, the place where I want to get buried

The place beyond the pines where distance has no meaning

Where we still sing those old songs that remind us of our fall

Cause though I’m often in the depths of misery

There’s still calmness, there’s still music inside me

Just wish Decembers would wipe memories away

Like they mercilessly wiped away the last years

If only the sea was merciful

Wash me away to the silencing shores

If only the sea was merciful

As merciful as a morning in winter