Holding horses in their stalls we bend and fold, we bend and we fold Lights mirrored countlessly through countless and mirrored walls Straight to the bloom, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us Blind and restore, blind and restore
Calling softly, calling low we bend and flow, we bend and we flow Hopes and horror shows are all tangled and recomposed Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Faithful to the core, but unsteady now - I cannot know your face, but I can see it fall
What does this universal light show arouse? - Now in the darkest space I feel along the wall
Hopes and horror shows are all tangled and recomposed Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us Blind and restore, blind and restore