I suppose this is another song about seasonal affective disorder, or perhaps another about nostalgia and the inconsistency of memory. I was lonely when I moved to Hannover and I remember winter falling fast.
Every winter is colder than the last
The days seem shorter than I recall
The darkness comes too soon, day becomes night
Seasons come and go before my eyes
Does my memory deceive? Does it lie?
Each year is a surprise – it makes no sense
I seem to forget what I know is to come
In my memory, it's always bright and warm
How can I trust my mind?
A haze covers the past
The gaps are obvious
I can see something lacks
There's a darkened shroud lying over me
It's subtle and gray but I can tell
Seasons remind me that life is not constant
It's a lesson that I should learn soon