Under Ice

It's wonderful.
Everywhere, so white.
The river has frozen over.
Not a soul on the ice.
Only me skating fast.
I'm speeding past trees,
Leaving little lines in the ice,
Cutting out, little lines in the ice,
Splitting, splitting sound,
Silver heels spitting, spitting snow.

There's something moving, under
"Sonar says you beat the deepness"
Under the ice,
Moving under ice,
Through water,
Trying to
"It's me!"
Get out of the cold water.
"It's me."
"It's me."
Someone help them.

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Album Hounds Of Love/The Ninth Wave
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