The Platform - Beardfish

Sing a song for me in the snow

While we dance so slow

I know we’ll die here somewhere, someday soon…

There are no signs that this ice will melt

And there is no spring, no birds will sing

No birds will sing, so we should sing instead

Let’s keep on singing

Open up your heart and let me climb inside

I feel that you could love me if you give it a try

I’m the honey bee, drinking from your nectaries

If this ice won’t melt, no flowers grow

No flowers grow, so let your nectar flow

It’s basic botany

In this frozen white wasteland

I’m bound to wait forever

You left me here when I was just a child

No matter where I walk

I find myself back in the same old spot

Where no sun will ever shine

Save me from myself

My thoughts are a mess

When I think of you it strikes a nerve within

I can’t separate love from hate

Save me

It keeps on getting colder and colder

This place is not for me, I can never leave

The fog is dark and thick enough to touch

This place is not for me, but I can never leave

No one can tell me where to go

They say that time itself don’t know

Wait a while with me, a lost soul among thousands

Waiting at a platform for a train that never comes…

There are no signs that this life is even life anymore

And there is no train, no one will show

No whistle will blow so I shall sing instead

I’ll keep on singing