George Dorn Screams The Woman With A Bow
the snowdrift moved when she stepped
off the stone
her eyes were blue, skin white and cold
I didn't know what she was looking for
...but she asked for
my clothes though...
"they made me stand in the center
of that town
since 1910 I've been crying every night
but I've got a bow, I'm gonna use it now
...it's the end of
my numbed toes..."
those lonely trees, sparrows, bottle
of red wine,
became a witness of my scream "why?!?"
the glass broke and one star fell down
...in the name of
(her) rebellion...
I go
around the stone
red snow
my trousers are gone...
gloomy gloomy sky, freezing wind's biting hard
sparrows on my lips, fighting for every kiss
there's no place to hide, moonlight shows me up
I would like to run but I can't even sigh
the woman with the bow, slowly walked away
dancing in the snow, whispering the spell
and now I'm gonna stand for 96 years
waiting for the girl that's gonna thaw my veins
lonely
in the silence
