the quiet earth A red rose fell upon the soft snow Prayers were whispered so slow from our mouths Our breath rose in the cold Like a hundred souls escaping
like smoke, they made me sick but they kept me warm Run where you'll be safe Through the garden gates To the shelter of magnolias Your eyes are like
The lions roar And young men soar The flames all scorch The circus floor Puppets on strings All dance and sing And flap their wings Trumpets play
Like the light was all I had, I struck the book with my last match The candle burned so soft and slow I felt the warmth and felt it's glow Salt tasting
deaf ears, more tears Let me in, please it's cold, I'm freezing out here, I miss you my dear You're all his and I'm all yours, like it or not, well, I
alone Carry a blanket maybe a basket - and that's it Innocence was the key I was locked up never free Until you turned me Like vines we intertwined (like vines
Who shot that arrow in your throat? Who missed the crimson apple? It hung heavy on the tree above your head This chaos, this calamity, this garden once
turning That's where we went wrong My will to fight has been flushed Seized like blank babies faces The water line begins to rise Let the tide swallow me whole Like
the heavy weight of stone You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier All the
at the seams Don't wake me up Death is misleading and when I fall asleep Sleep with a ghost Oh you were a fire caught in a storm Memories like embers
Take what you need while there's time The city will be earth in a short while If I'm not mistaken it's been in flames You and I will escape to the seaside
around the quiet earth A red rose fell upon the soft snow, prayers were whispered so slow from our mouths Our breath rose in the cold like a hundred
undone Unravel at the seams Don't wake me up Death is misleading And when I fall sleep Sleep with a ghost Oh you were a fire caught in a storm Memories like
The lions roar and young men soar The flames all scorch the circus floor Puppets on string all dance and sing and flap their wings Trumpets play sick
Like the light was all I had I struck the book with my last match The candle burned so soft and slow I felt the warmth and felt its glow Salt tasting
deaf ears more tears Let me in, please it's cold I'm freezing out here, I miss you my dear You're all his and I'm all yours, like it or not, I'm all
