this drum is all I know
this drum I beat
empty alone in the shadow
I beat, I beat

this drum is all I have
I beat it though I am torn
repeat it, desert it
I was this drum when I was born

this drum cannot explain it
this drum cannot be known
this drum is only explaining
something I already know

this ice beats me
the north wind continues to blow
each snowflake tries to complete me
like someone from long ago

I repeat me
I just have to know
am I ice, am I weightless
or snow
constantly blown