Paroles de Copenhagen

Thundering news hits me like a snowball struck in my face and shattering Covering me in a fine powder and mist and mixing in with my tears And I'm 57 but I could be 7 years old, Cos I will never be able to comprehend the expansiveness of what I've just learned But you, have disappeared You have been released You are flecks of light You are missed Somewhere, spinning round the sun Circling the moon Traveling through time You are missed Walking through unfamiliar streets and I'm shaking unfamiliar hands and I'm hearing unfamiliar laughs and lovely language I don't understand It's late October in Copenhagen The skies are grey, the snow is falling I see my breath outside, I'm freezing I'm motionless, I'm disbelieving But you, have disappeared You have been released You are flecks of light You are missed Somewhere, spinning round the sun Circling the moon Traveling through time You are missed