I am the empty one, the one who dies, the ones who lies where all have forgotten, i am the sound that comes across the waves on a stormy day, i am the one who falls as white as a blanket of snow outside your window, and even though i'm a slave, my love for you remains my blood for our freedom was not in vain...
i am the one who falls as leaves in the autumn, falls as rain upon your back when you walk through the hills, i am the air, i am the water, and this you shall know...
i am but bones but i still love you, same as now,same as all before..
my love for you through the air is home, i am not going down that hole no more, i listen to no one, i listen to no one, i listen to none, my blood for your sweet voice...