Christmas -

Mellow are the lights

The signs the noises

Coming from the streets

On Christmas day

I drawn in my couch

The head is free now

Free from all the scraps

I have fed

Ceiling I stare at With shadows dancing

And myself apart

On Christmas day

Shadows of the past

Above my head run

But I’m free at last

in the end

Yeah — I’m walking down

Yeah — Deeper I slide