verse 1 Walking in my sleep Like the naked trees Will they wake up again? Do they sleep, do they dream? Feel it as the wind strokes my skin I am moved by the chill Hear the winter bird sing Ah... My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe But my fingers paint a picture On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the bones have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive verse 2 Silent things, violent chase We are dancing again In a dream, by the lake Ah... My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe But my fingers paint a picture On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the bones have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive Bridge Rest against my pillow like the ageing winter sun Only wake each morning to remember that you're gone So I drift away again, to winter I belong Ah.... Ah.... My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe But my fingers paint a picture On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the bones have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive Outro My tears are always frozen Ah... My tears are always frozen Ah... My tears are always frozen Ah... All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive I need to remember How it was to feel alive

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque un état d'esprit mélancolique et introspectif, où l'artiste explore des thèmes de solitude et de nostalgie. Elle décrit des sensations de froid et de vide, tout en s'interrogeant sur le passage du temps et la mémoire. Les images des éléments naturels, comme les arbres nus et la rivière gelée, reflètent un sentiment de lassitude et d'absence. À travers ces métaphores, il y a un désir profond de se souvenir de ce que c'était que de se sentir vivant, de revivre des instants de joie et de connexion, malgré la froideur d'un présent qui semble immobile. C'est une invitation à réfléchir sur notre propre existence et notre rapport à la vie, même lorsque les temps sont durs.