She's cruel, so kind, got no sense of time; And in her arms, you're covered in her charms; abuse these gifts, Soon the balance shifts; Machines evolve, her knowing dreams dissolve; We raid her womb, and build forbidden tombs; So quiet in pain, fragile...she remains; Silent she cries, until her tears fill the skies; Look through her eyes, tomorrows too soon for goodbyes. Her wishing well, swallows every spell; Solemn grace, overrun with waste; No blame we take, our own ambush is laid; Each dawn sublime, witnesses the crime; As sliding clouds leave without a sound; Savour her smile, it hides...a worried child; Silent she cries, until her tears fill the skies; Look through her eyes, tomorrow's too soon for goodbyes. Crowds, clutching her skin; And she's dying within... Silent she cries, until her tears fill the skies; Look through her eyes, tomorrow's too soon for goodbyes...