no one waits for her inside the houseshe spots a stranger in the
mirrorand the record spins her nearerto the outcome of her
dayyou live inside the cityyou forget how tall the trees can
geta bird sits on a branch acrossfrom my eighth floor windowand
you can't really saythat it's an eight floor
branchcause trees don't have floorsand buildings
do[ummm...lots of not English words]I came in from the rain
whichwasn't really rain it was justjanuary snow in
denialand something must have gotten lostin the translation,
russian to englishand winter wasn't wintery todayshe comes
into the house and no onewaits for her inside the houseshe spots
a stranger in the mirrorand the record spins her nearerto the
outcome of her dayyou live inside the cityyou forget how tall
the trees can geta bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor
window