Parachute

I fly a lonely parachute
So high
In a too small pair of shoes
Can’t jump
Wind dires me from your tears
And sorrow
Finally I start to fall
I’m in a field ordered up to go
I’m a partisan I’m a warrior
I left my fortress in a mountain wood
I disarm mines one of them is you, it’s you
You’re the one who shoots me dead
And buries
I’m the one who digs you grave
Praying
The end is our hidden start
Of love
How could it happen otherwise?
I’m in a field ordered up to go
I’m a partisan I’m a warrior
I left my fortress in a mountain wood
I disarm mines one of them is you, is you