
below my skin
Next time I keep my hands down
Often they came to visit, even just to see how she was (M1)
reach down into the deepest white
In more turbulent times, she managed to take the perfect shot (M4)
of snowhere
All the light I have, I hand to you
What’s really important she wanted to know - part 1 (M6)
What’s up is not what’s real most of the time (M5)
She was my own she was myself