i'm sorry about yesterday

fell asleep at the top of the tower

i was there for a half of an hour

there was snow on the ground

and the trees looked white

i can never feel my hands anymore

all along the courtyard gates

writing letters on the graves

on the top of the top of the tower

i was there for a half of an hour

there was snow in your hair

and your eyes looked wide

i can never be surprised anymore

watching people falling down

oh it's nice here underground

tell me what you think about me

tell me what you think about me

tell me what you think about me

tell me what you think about me

i wonder what you think about me