Fredrik White On White
White owl
Now the railroad's ending
Cracked iron
'Neath the power line
Fir trees
Growin' a tunnel making
Swept away
Now the birds run these grounds
The trampoline
In the quiet mansion
The black heart
On the dead man's skin
The fountaineer
And the frozen fountain
His right chin
On your pale blue skin right now
Black owls
Up in the ballroom painting
Your silhouette
On the moodham floor
No one here
But the fir trees remember
The coal train
Of the chandeliers
