For many years so desolate in a stranger's land
Into the eyes of lavenders curate from black and white
A transition of moving light allusions and so it seems
I'm falling forwards into the night and into the same dream
Fading softly the time dissolved
Through doll like faces, through greying halls
For many years so desolate in a stranger's land
I see only their eyes, within disguise, a ritual
Some familiar, a mask in a stranger, allusions and so it seems
Time ticks quickly this masquerade
The same torn party, the pieces hid away
Far from laughter, far from tears
Don't leave me standing alone in fear
For many years so desolate in a stranger's land
Into the eyes of lavenders curate from black and white
A transition of moving light allusions and so it seems
I might have known, I need only say remains the same