thirteen heavenly bodies?

another story if you please?
of thirteen heavenly bodies.
and about our lives together.
remember how we crossed the mountains?

you were always with me.
and never complained.
at least not often.
but along the way we got it mixed up.

well, home is never far away…
that's what you said.
but on tuesdays forget that thought.
and come home true.

for the wind blows against the windows.
and these old walls sure do tremble.
but we'll always know…
each other before the sky was so full.
sven.