Words are fun and games
The silence speaks of pain
I read aloud because you asked me to
And you fell asleep and then the silence grew
Tried to not belong
Some think you've done me wrong
'Cause I'm not your ghost and I never was
But you didn't ask
Wrapped up in your womb
Fever… one last thing
Before you take me in...
Did I make her laugh? Or was it just pretend?
Was she being kind?
Yes, she was kinder then, in Berlin