Woodkid, Nils Frahm, Robert De Niro - Winter Morning II lyrics
[Woodkid, Nils Frahm, Robert De Niro - Winter Morning II lyrics]
I remember the sound of the
Wind as I was falling
Asleep the tree branches scraping the
Roof like people whispering
I arrived here one winter morning
Or maybe it was
Spring i can't remember anymore
The mind plays tricks
Papa had just died two weeks before
The ground was frozen where
They dug his grave mama left a note in my
Suitcase telling me to do something
That would make her proud
To be a good man there were so many winters
I came here because I wanted a home where
I can find peace where I can
Be treated like anyone else where I can
Be anyone I want to be
It wasn't always empty they all had to come
Down here people would line up here
Holding their suitcases and their
Children holding on to them for
Dear life they were
Young people and old people
Families, lots of them
They were completely alone
They waited their turn to reach the guard at
The end of the hall the guard would
Stamp your book and say "Go over there and
Welcome" i was one of them when
I got here I went into a huge room
Doctors asking me these quick
Questions a doctor
Comes to me and tells me "You've got
To go back" i say "Back where?", he says
"Back where you came from" i said
"I've got to go to
New York, I come for a new life" he says "No
You can't you go to 'back
Home'" and I fight him he doesn't listen
He says "Five minutes" and walks away i
Grab my suitcase and I went
And hid in the closet behind all these
Dressing gowns and when it was dark
I went and hid somewhere else and
Somewhere else i stayed where
Nobody could find me and a
Week became a month
I had only one thing in mind one
Place to be like you could fly
If you had the wings you could swim
There if the current wasn't so
Hard lots of people try and I tried
Lots of times to get there
I even tried to swim once but
I only made a little way
One night I met somebody else
She was hiding too so
We hid together living at night and we talked
About what we would be when got to the shore
What our lives were going to be like
And one day she didn't wake up so
I took her body and put it
In the water and watched it float
To where she wanted to go
And I was alone again i'm sorry
It was so close
There were all these millions of
People who come through here
And I see them all people of every color
Shape and size and I think about all those
People who did all of
Those that made it made it
To some distant shore
Where when they come up the beach or
Over a bridge or onto a road
They start to walk and they start
Walking faster and faster then they
Are running they made it
They were at last home but
Don't get me wrong
I'm the ghost of all those who
Never got to get there
And the ghost of those who
Will never get there
Wind as I was falling
Asleep the tree branches scraping the
Roof like people whispering
I arrived here one winter morning
Or maybe it was
Spring i can't remember anymore
The mind plays tricks
Papa had just died two weeks before
The ground was frozen where
They dug his grave mama left a note in my
Suitcase telling me to do something
That would make her proud
To be a good man there were so many winters
I came here because I wanted a home where
I can find peace where I can
Be treated like anyone else where I can
Be anyone I want to be
It wasn't always empty they all had to come
Down here people would line up here
Holding their suitcases and their
Children holding on to them for
Dear life they were
Young people and old people
Families, lots of them
They were completely alone
They waited their turn to reach the guard at
The end of the hall the guard would
Stamp your book and say "Go over there and
Welcome" i was one of them when
I got here I went into a huge room
Doctors asking me these quick
Questions a doctor
Comes to me and tells me "You've got
To go back" i say "Back where?", he says
"Back where you came from" i said
"I've got to go to
New York, I come for a new life" he says "No
You can't you go to 'back
Home'" and I fight him he doesn't listen
He says "Five minutes" and walks away i
Grab my suitcase and I went
And hid in the closet behind all these
Dressing gowns and when it was dark
I went and hid somewhere else and
Somewhere else i stayed where
Nobody could find me and a
Week became a month
I had only one thing in mind one
Place to be like you could fly
If you had the wings you could swim
There if the current wasn't so
Hard lots of people try and I tried
Lots of times to get there
I even tried to swim once but
I only made a little way
One night I met somebody else
She was hiding too so
We hid together living at night and we talked
About what we would be when got to the shore
What our lives were going to be like
And one day she didn't wake up so
I took her body and put it
In the water and watched it float
To where she wanted to go
And I was alone again i'm sorry
It was so close
There were all these millions of
People who come through here
And I see them all people of every color
Shape and size and I think about all those
People who did all of
Those that made it made it
To some distant shore
Where when they come up the beach or
Over a bridge or onto a road
They start to walk and they start
Walking faster and faster then they
Are running they made it
They were at last home but
Don't get me wrong
I'm the ghost of all those who
Never got to get there
And the ghost of those who
Will never get there