The child gave thought to the poet's world Gave comfort to the Fallen
Heartfelt, lovelorn
Remaining, yet still uninvited Those words scented my soul
Lonely soul, Ocean soul
It's not the monsters under your bed It is the Man next door That makes you fear, makes you cry, Makes you cry for the child All the wars are fought among those lonely men Unarmed, unscarred
I don't want to die a scarless man A lonely soul
Tell me now what to do
I studied silence to learn the music I joined the sinful to regain innocence
Heaven queen, cover me In all that blue
Little boy, such precious joy Is dead to the world
Heaven queen, carry me Away from all pain
All the same take me away We're dead to the world
Dead, silent, constant Yet always changing - My favorite view of this world
As he died, he will return to die in me again Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century Child Who gave his life not for the world but for me Innocence reborn once more