See the cat's eyes
From the roadside
The rain pouring down
Wind down your window
To hear the river sound
The hills have stolen
My secrets and buried them in the ground
Oh, can't be found
Dust road
And the dust flows
Through a cracked window screen
Dogs on the backseat
We're going to see
If the floods are holding back
And can God be believed
Oh, do you believe
Cause all I know
Is the thin snow
In the garden outside
Strelitzias
Flying birds of paradise
All blanketed
With a gentle layer of ice
Oh, cold nights
Ghost house
And the birds shout
In the forest near my home
Bird's nest
Inn your chest
And a voice sweet as honeycomb
And the trees they stand proud
But, oh they stand alone
Oh, all alone
Oh Jozie Blue I hear the wind yawning
Feel the ground splitting; see the old oak tree falling
Feel myself being taken by the current