The train delayed by snow,
your sister's on the phone
asking where you've gone.
Even if you leave,
you'll never let go.
You still can't explain
everything away.
Well, the meter let her speak
until it came.
If God was on the scene
while the countryside rolled
indifferently by,
every plant and tree
would have caught fire.
While everybody else
concerned themselves with power.
Well, I'd made such a thing
as bad desire.
Looking for another name for mercy
Another word to calm me into sleep
A dream appeared before me by the window
Of another name for mercy
Of another name for mercy
Sister, if you're there,
I wanted you to know
I waited for your call.
After I found out,
I guess I should've known.
Well, I remember the snow
the three hours to think.
And the way I only got the guts
to leave with drink.
You can't quit and cut the costs
You can't weigh up the loss
Another name for everything you've lost.