There in the cold winter air
Far beneath the storm
Whisper old and sleeping trees
Silently saying it all

In every root there’s wisdom
Branches tell their tales
Every day will bring a loss
Every growth needs a change

There in the cold winter air
Far beneath the storm
Dancers on a frozen lake
no fear of falling

„But what if you run and your legs will hurt”
A snowman starts to talk
There in the cold winter air
I’m quietly saying it all

In every walk there’s wisdom
You find it in yourself
every day will bring a loss
every growth needs a change

I am running into the fear, with open eyes, into the fear
I am running and I can hear, and I can see into the fear
I am older, but I’m still here, I’ll still be me, will still be me
I am growing, but have no fear, I’ll still be me, will still be me

And I am running
And I fall, and I fall and I fall and I fall and I fall and I fall
But now I’m growing tall

Linda Rum, Anya Weihe & Rabea Bollmann