Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state

A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake

No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber

Until I realise that it was you who held me under



Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids

Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs



No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone

No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world



And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack

All around the world was waking, I never could go back

Cos all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open

And finally it seemed that the spell was broken



And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open

And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open



No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone

No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world



Snow White's stitching up the circuitboards

Synapse slipping through the hidden door

Snow White's stitching up the circuitboard



No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone

No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love

No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world



Snow White's stitching up the circuitboards

Synapse slipping through the hidden door

Snow White's stitching up the circuitboard

Synapse slipping through the hidden door