My name is
It's 1964, and language leaves me.
Cold and quiet,
For trying to stand on your side.
On thousands of layers old.
See sometimes I'm seasons
Yet the closest place from hearth to home.
I can't imagine the sun never setting,
Lives in the snow.
Maybe I'll leave here.
Been through a bad year.
Too cold to die here.
Lyrics taken from http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/rainer_maria/never_in_anger.html