Sorrow hides under the water
Sorrow is my only friend
Sorrow stands beside the doorway
And sorrow needs a helping hand
Girl in a glass box dressed in white
Happy enough to commit suicide
She said that silver’s meant to burn forever
Sleeping forever in a bubble of blue
Would you like to see her point of view?
She said silver’s meant to burn forever… forever
I dream of dreaming dreams of her
In twilight she’s a constant blur
The picture is clear
And I’m still fact, she’s fiction
I seem to miss the missing part
She’s still my favourite work of art
The picture is clear
And I’m still fact, she’s fiction
Say my name silverflame, take control
Of my heart, of my mind, and of my soul
What a shame silverflame, she could burn forever
Say my name silverflame, take control
Of my heart, of my mind, and of my soul
What a shame silverflame, she could burn forever, oh I dream of dreaming dreams of her
In twilight she’s a constant blur
The picture is clear
And I’m still fact, she’s fiction
I seem to miss the missing part
She’s still my favourite work of art
The picture is clear
And I’m still fact, she’s fiction
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh