When I open up the door and I step into a floor See me running down the way To another place I'll stay In this room there is a door From another endless floor So I walk it 'til the end Am coming back where I began
Then I fall into a dream Within a dream within a dream Of the murder from "the silence of the lambs"
Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul Silently deeply creep all my love has gone
In my private picture dome After 1000 days alone I am meeting depardieu And he asked we here to stay An ambiguous sequel in many ways Concerning my own situation The translation "de son mom" Implies that all the gods are gone
And I'm into the scenes Inside my movie gathering Living timeless in a "casket irony" here
Silenntly 1, 2, 3 see the hours flow Silently 39, 40 nights ago Silently days and weeks slowly counting by Nor a second not the years Reign our measured time
Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul Silently deeply creep under skin and bones Say why minutes take one life But years run out of hands Here I play "capture time" try to understand Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul Silently deeply creep all my love has gone