[00:00.000]
[00:27.000]I trace your footprints in the snow
[00:30.000]from my house to your door
[00:34.000]when it gets dark
[00:39.000]The train stops running in our ghosts
[00:43.000]dangers lie in all the snow
[00:47.000]I go on foot
[00:53.000]The railway dragged through the time
[00:55.000]pass the windows of your friends
[00:58.000]and out to the sea
[01:01.999]I pass the stations and the bars
[01:07.998]pass the ruins of a house
[01:09.998]where people lived
[01:13.998]the ghost of your mother came to me
[01:17.998]in a dream
[01:19.998]and said you were not far
[01:24.998]I made my plans from a window of a dream
[01:32.000]headed for that coast
[01:40.000]There are no photographs to prove
[01:42.000]you existed at all
[01:47.000]that you ever were
[01:54.000]Letters that I meant to write
[01:58.000]about movies and the times
[02:00.998]they are left on down
[02:03.998]These days most things are still the same
[02:08.000]I am embarrassed by afraid
[02:12.000]of your honesty
[02:16.000]I still went to bay at night;
[02:20.000]count the birds on the wires
[02:23.000]to fall asleep
[02:28.000]the ghost of your mother came to me
[02:32.000]in a dream
[02:36.000]and said you were not far
[02:40.000]I've made my plans from a window of a dream
[02:46.000]headed for that coast
[02:55.000]Streets are quiet now
[02:57.000]It's late
[02:59.000]There is no one around
[03:02.000]I cross where I liked
[03:07.000]I don't remember anything
[03:10.000]about what I did last night
[03:13.000]or where I was
[03:17.000]The window whistles in the trees
[03:20.000]starts singing to the sea
[03:25.000]But there are no words
[03:30.000]I trace your footprints in the snow
[03:34.000]from my house to your door
[03:38.000]when it gets dark
[03:40.000]The ghost of your mother
[03:43.000]whispered in my ear
[03:47.000]"you were not enough"
[03:54.000]So I made my plans from a window of a dream
[04:00.000]headed for that coast

I trace your footprints in the snow
from my house to your door
when it gets dark
The train stops running in our ghosts
dangers lie in all the snow
I go on foot
The railway dragged through the time
pass the windows of your friends
and out to the sea
I pass the stations and the bars
pass the ruins of a house
where people lived
the ghost of your mother came to me
in a dream
and said you were not far
I made my plans from a window of a dream
headed for that coast
There are no photographs to prove
you existed at all
that you ever were
Letters that I meant to write
about movies and the times
they are left on down
These days most things are still the same
I am embarrassed by afraid
of your honesty
I still went to bay at night;
count the birds on the wires
to fall asleep
the ghost of your mother came to me
in a dream
and said you were not far
I've made my plans from a window of a dream
headed for that coast
Streets are quiet now
It's late
There is no one around
I cross where I liked
I don't remember anything
about what I did last night
or where I was
The window whistles in the trees
starts singing to the sea
But there are no words
I trace your footprints in the snow
from my house to your door
when it gets dark
The ghost of your mother
whispered in my ear
"you were not enough"
So I made my plans from a window of a dream
headed for that coast