"I am alone: there is no God where I am"

pass the fields of white

leave the dead behind

so many impressions that night

everything surrounded by tears

and you in the north/south

this place and eyes, my life

may it never fade

the memory and the photograph

waiting a train

waiting a hill

waiting again

waiting still

and I wait

waiting past

waiting

and I wait

I come back

memories by my hand

angels by my side

to watch over this lights