fell asleep at the top of the tower 
i was there for a half 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 

fell asleep at the top of the tower 
i was there for a half 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 u think about me 
i wonder what u think about me