She's waiting for the early tide
 She turned back where the road got wider
 She's looking for a soft asylum
 Thinking loneliness is such a [bad word] to juggle

 Been searching in the book of dreams
 Been dreaming of a desert flower
 Been waiting for the perfect touch
 To release her from the self-consuming fire

 Been hiding in a solitude
 Grim exile in the business towers
 life amongst the living dead
 Afraid to see what's building up inside of her

 Five frozen faces fade away
 Like still life in twilight hour
 As memories of years gone by
 The years of glorious undivided power

 flower tamed at your expense
 friend that could have been your lover
 Sing softly from a world unchained
 To catch the dawning resurrection hour

 Five frozen faces fade away
 Like still life in twilight hour
 As memories of years gone by
 The years of glorious undivided power

 flower tamed at your expense
 friend that could have been your lover
 Sing softly from a world unchained
 To catch the dawning resurrection hour

 She tapped into the lucid dreams
 To try escape the wildest fire
 The fires that consume her soul
 The way out is getting stony, steep and narrow

 She's following the spiral down
 She's trapped inside the wicked powers
 If only she could hurt her God?
 He'd [bad word] her soul in the 11th hour