Wake my sleeping heart
Wake my sleeping heart
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Look inside my telescope
Wake my sleeping heart...
She just happen to be the one
Her presence like the essence of gloom
Bottle fed, narcissistic in every way
Like a widow in mourning of life
If you happen to drink her potion
You’ll be lost into a world of laudanum drops
She’s weaving a web of despair
On a cold run away train
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Can you tell me what it is about?
Look inside my telescope
We are stocked here inside a round about
Wake my sleeping heart
“Did you know that 95% of the universe
Consists of dark energy and matter,
Pulling us away?”
In her eyes black gorgonian pit
You can’t see the light of the day
A blindfolded spot
Her heart has a gordian knot but no…
If you happen to find a loose end
To her catatonic world of laudanum drops
You’re wrapped into velvet and laze and your
Consciousness into a sleep on a cold run
Away train
Mirror, mirror…
In the beginning long before our genesis when
Gravity lingered in the dark
There was only one piece of matter and no ladder
Leading up towards a higher ground
A long and winding road.
Mirror, mirror…
“And so, life goes on, with or without
Us. In fact, there is no place where we
Belong.”
