SHADOWTIME


The voice asleep, the voice has vanished 
From the top of the sky to the place below 
Touch the surface and the mirror bends 
Your words resound, out of control 

 Freeze into time now 

Still inside, yet doubt survives 
It all begins, beneath the skin 
No-one is near, no-one will hear 
Your changeling song take shape 
In Shadowtime 

Turn your wish to a vapour, the silhouette fades 
Eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains 
From the house of the moon to the stars up above 
Amidst the comets, first sight of love 

 So begins the countdown 

Falling sky, a solar sigh 
It all begins, beneath the skin 
No-one is near, no-one will hear 
Your changeling song takes shape 
In Shadowtime 

 Shadowtime

Catching fire, taking hold 
All that glisters leaves you cold 
No-one is near, no-one will head 
Your changeling song take shape 
In Shadowtime 

 Shadowtime

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