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This room is as white as a ghost In this space you can see your own breath This room is as cold as it's host Is it this sleep that is the brother of death? This cloth is as green as an orchard where the salt can coat the trees This girl cries tears as if tortured Is it this girl that is the queen of the seas? (Chorus) I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love, love the eyes of the toys they are moving It's here everything that never lived is alive The eyes of the toys they are soothing Into the brother of sleep that we dive (chorus) I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this I'm gonna see you through this |