She came silent through the skin of winter days
And she held between her palms a secret cage
Came and filled it with abandoned birds nests (nests of abandoned birds)
And the sound of night
She sat beside you and she unwound her hair
Around the bars, timeless strings resounding there
That you're a field, ploughed down to a stone
And full of signs
As a bird flies off into the autumn day
Then wind lifts up and turns the papers page
Within the lane of lovers that have gone
You're no longer known