Clouds have been watching me for five hours and now sunlight streams down on you making heat without sound On the gra** I have seen someone's traces still lived lives younger steps from the past and in the cool breeze I remember Winter falls on our feet hands on new walls trace old fingertip-made tales of people now silent people in evening flowers' scent a trembling ray of light dances so misteriously upon your mouth over all this, winter falls On the street this endless day is like a licking wet tongue leaves its taste bittersweet on my troubled but ecstatic soul give me a drink all I need all I need is some help now to relax to accept and face my past and in the cool breeze I remember