Maybe standing still 
hides you into your background
your many backgrounds 

Try to hold the door
when it opens or is closing
you might still lose it

My coat hangs inside
I left the lights around on
a switch over there 

One moment it was 
like water and no wind still 
it only took one drop

They have to screw you
to get hold of your power
it's a double loss 

I do remember
not with what I pinned you
but that something did

I also have choice 
by touching it means nothing
but it does too feel

I mirrored my thought
as a projection on you
but what does this mean

The roads hardly change
scenery just for a while 
we are standing still

It is warm inside
outside a vast icefield 
reflecting the day