Never as a child,
Would you give this time of day,
You would take it from the shadows,
And you give it another name,
But now it´s all that´s left,
And though it awful gentle takes you,
And it awful slowly leaves,
It´s a weight I wouldn´t wish upon,
And I wish I wouldn´t have to wait,
Now it´s all that´s left,
Never as a child,
Now it´s so vivid,
Given to the wild.