Silence drew a veil, between the stresses of the day
and the night tranquility
I am a part of the darkness, that I see, above me
The shadows are lingering, still as if listening
The shadows...all whispering, dark on the leaves
In a breath, in an eyelid's fall
I see the dreams
Be still.... I hear her call
I see the dreams
The dreams, storm into my brain
Only the memories...remain
Her skin's so flawless, always cool,
Almost fluid, as pale as ivory
I remember her smile
And how, her lips touched mine
Chorus
Every season of leaf, in her eyes
The twin greens of spiring and high summer, in her eyes
The colds of autumn, and in her rages, her eyes are black
Her eyes are black, like midwinter rot
and the night tranquility
I am a part of the darkness, that I see, above me
The shadows are lingering, still as if listening
The shadows...all whispering, dark on the leaves
In a breath, in an eyelid's fall
I see the dreams
Be still.... I hear her call
I see the dreams
The dreams, storm into my brain
Only the memories...remain
Her skin's so flawless, always cool,
Almost fluid, as pale as ivory
I remember her smile
And how, her lips touched mine
Chorus
Every season of leaf, in her eyes
The twin greens of spiring and high summer, in her eyes
The colds of autumn, and in her rages, her eyes are black
Her eyes are black, like midwinter rot