My Childhood

Lyrics for My Childhood

My childhood is a March wind fires My childhood is a move reflected in a river My childhood a breath clouding this glass My childhood is ash from Avila, falling from the sky on 15th of August My childhood is the meaning of fog My childhood is the hare in the moon My childhood is a statue in the Italian garden, growing horns and coming to life My childhood is mummified reign In my childhood, the village is always on fire My childhood is this familiar life which seems to be but is not My childhood is the news of travelers who see nothing My childhood is city caves lighting evening fires and dry grass Almost always visited by higher winds My childhood is the chord heard behind another chord, which was not played My childhood is cast entirely in this glass