Counting ribs counting hunger
You wither and throw up again
Waiting for something holding what's near
You made somebody want you
If one day we should meet
Now I really doubt that we will
Don't let us know, know from afar, that day

But I'm already there you said, inside, holding you
Sudden a change, and flashes of green, you tell me
You'll suffer spring no more

Counting eyes counting laughter
Cold so cold your hand
Waiting for something holding what's near
You came
The day was light without a sound
Sounds were light that day
No smile, no answer, strange your words, that day

How sad in a way to know all the things that you know, how dark your night
But sudden a change, and flashes of green, you tell me
You'll suffer spring no more