Ceremony

Sister's gone
A crown of red you said
I missed a mistake in the dark
I thought her, you and shot
The room was tiltingI hear your voice calling me
From a calendar anniversaryWake up empty head, ringing bells
You said you heard her voice here
An eastern wind on branches bare
No moon, no stars, no passing timeAnd all you ever wanted was my embrace
Rather you stay inside your hiding placeI hear your voice calling me
From a calendar anniversaryIt's February, you're two years gone
And I am lost
Its February, I can feel your hand
And here I comeYou cannot hide yourself, I'm everywhere