The Woman We Are Looking For - Who Dies in Siberian Slush

The flowers we bought for our home

Have long since died

You are close to me but i am alone

While I listen to the wistful songs of summer

Life is so different this summer

And we have become like strangers

Time has stood still

And I am going nowhere

You are drifting so far in your boat of indifference

You are like my druggy friends who died or deserted me in the end

So many die, so many make me sad

And what is left for me?

To live and watch these tragedies unfold