Holding horses in their stalls
we bend and fold, we bend and we fold
Lights mirrored countlessly
through countless and mirrored walls
Straight to the bloom, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us
Blind and restore, blind and restore
Calling softly, calling low
we bend and flow, we bend and we flow
Hopes and horror shows
are all tangled and recomposed
Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Faithful to the core, but unsteady now
- I cannot know your face, but I can see it fall
What does this universal light show arouse?
- Now in the darkest space I feel along the wall
Hopes and horror shows
are all tangled and recomposed
Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us
Blind and restore, blind and restore