Where’s the fortune in the wind?
Your aching smile, the same as me,
We bartered all of what we knew,
For futures both of us can’t see.
My hollow frame to hold my peace,
An empty bottle knows my grief,
The morning sun pierces my eyes,
I’m in the darkness from the deep.
Remind me of your name again,
You told me once it means you bloom,
Well may my absence save you pain,
From all the snow atop my tomb.
Your aching smile, the same as me,
We bartered all of what we knew,
For futures both of us can’t see.
My hollow frame to hold my peace,
An empty bottle knows my grief,
The morning sun pierces my eyes,
I’m in the darkness from the deep.
Remind me of your name again,
You told me once it means you bloom,
Well may my absence save you pain,
From all the snow atop my tomb.