O my seventh year, the year I turned seven
O wondrous moment of departure
After you everything that happened happened in a mass of craziness and
    insanity

After you the window that had been such a vivid and bright connection
between the bird and us
between the wind and us
                                     broke
                                                broke
                                                             broke
After you that clay doll that said nothing
nothing but water, water, water
             drowned in water