She came silent through the skin of winter days And she held between her palms a secret cage Came and filled it with abandoned birds nests (nests of abandoned birds) And the sound of night She sat beside you and she unwound her hair Around the bars, timeless strings resounding there
That you're a field, ploughed down to a stone And full of signs As a bird flies off into the autumn day Then wind lifts up and turns the papers page Within the lane of lovers that have gone You're no longer known