The voice asleep, the voice has vanished From the top of the sky to the place below Touch the surface and the mirror bends Your words resound, out of control Freeze into time now
Still inside, yet doubt survives It all begins, beneath the skin No-one is near, no-one will hear Your changeling song take shape In shadowtime
Turn your wish to a vapour, the silhouette fades Eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains From the house of the moon to the stars up above Amidst the comets, first sight of love
So begins the countdown
Falling sky, a solar sigh It all begins, beneath the skin No-one is near, no-one will hear Your changeling song takes shape In shadowtime
Shadowtime --
Catching fire, taking hold All that glisters leaves you cold No-one is near, no-one will head Your changeling song take shape In shadowtime
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