In the violent silence
Of a dream within a dream
You fill my soul with beauty
You're my shiny man machine
I'm sinking in the roses
Falling down to fade away
The velvet blade of apathy
Makes the [bad word] so bittersweet

 [bad word] 
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god

Your presence is the morning
Your absence is the night
I'm searching your dark hallways
And I'm trying to find your light
Swimming your sad oceans
I'm drowning in your sea
This will all be over soon
And we'll learn to live again

 [bad word] 
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god

In the evening stars I see your eyes
I hear you speak to me
I miss you now so much it aches
So broken so afraid

 [bad word] 
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god
And I, I could have died last night
But I heard the voice of a smaller god