how do we cope with the days after a death? empty days. nothing left/ not even a funeral or mourning tears/ i see shapes forming inside clouds/ animals and humans, row upon row/ walking towards something/ waiting for something/ i'm looking for an answer/ me and a million others/ devotees and disbelievers/ wandering sojourners and deserted lovers/ dear god, you'd better not let me down this time/ cracks in the sky of april/ look like wounds/ that never heal/ cracks in the sky of april/ look like roads/ that never end

( Wageningen & Texel )