Surprise Ice

When past sometimes takes you with soft hands

Forcelessly pulls you to your chair

Hides you away from these half days

Sunless at the end of the year

The air is like a knife cutting through you

A room in the house is always warm

Stretched out on the bathroom floor

Thinking

Of fair days your future may hold

Love comes like surprise ice on the water

Love comes like surprise ice at dawn

Love comes like surprise ice on the water

Love comes at dawn

Deprived of the light and of colours

The world ends at your window tree

Darkness creates these illusions

But pale days can teach you to see

Rain falls

But no life is given

Weeks pass

No progress is made

Past sometimes takes you with soft hands

And all that surrounds you will fade