She pays attention to the word And the tiny sound she heard Amusing the tigers in line He's drawing flowers in her face And a mask to fill their place And soon they will pour the silent wine
She tries to pull the curtain down Stabilise her moving crown Hoping his hands will follow He will speak but never tell About the hole beneath his shell And soon they will pour the silent wine
And the owls flew out of all the doors he'd locked up To the deer she's walking down She is still dreaming She is still dreaming
Every night is lingering from talk so slow Tomorrow we'll be different she's been told
And the owls flew out of all the doors he'd locked up To the deer she's walking down She is still dreaming They are soon leaving