I walk along the river in a thick fog
You tell me about a book your father once gave you
In my head turns this melody, no words
And you read me a princess story from a distance
The trees stand and criss-cross in a thick fog
Miles separate us, between this story
Yours and my steps in the mud
You offer me your trust
I listen to the birds and your words
But from a distance
The song breaks through the clouds for a moment
You talk to me about travels
Somewhere stories being told
And my steps in the mud
Bring me closer to silence
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