[00:15.67]Blue blades sharper than knives, beneath my feet
[00:23.37]Graze my skin so fine, but cut so deep
[00:31.36]I am vanishing, I am drifting
[00:38.84]You're so hard to find, you are shapeshifting
[01:02.05]Blue blood's running down, it's leaving me
[01:09.91]There's no birds singing now, the sky is empty
[01:17.56]No color in the frost, just like a painting
[01:25.26]Picture of my heart, that no one's taking
[02:03.46]Bluebird's body lies, and no one's mourning
[02:11.04]Nothing in his eyes, his feathers blowing
[02:18.70]The cold it stings, and with it comes a warning
[02:26.47]The wind rips through the night, and kills the morning
[03:20.34][03:43.44]The earth is still, the chill does not affect me
[03:27.66]The dagger dreams are over, no one wake me
[03:35.68]This heavy sleep, will never cease to be