There are the days I cannot know or understand, a piano in a moving van, way behind at the light. And a wave is rolling over a wave is moving over a wave is rolling over me, over me. The time of mistakes - will it ever change to another time, like a season when the snow will slide off the house and leave the house clean? And a wave is rolling over a wave is moving over a wave is rolling over me, over me. A singing bird, I call your name in the middle of the nighttime. I'm the smallest bird who calls your name in the middle of the day. And a wave is rolling over a wave is moving over a wave is rolling over me, over me.