| Silent stars build this place | |
| Sonic bars surrounded stage | |
| Painted smiles the puny bait | |
| Moving limbs to fascinate | |
| Begin the dream I wake instead | |
| On gold lined silver plates their heads | |
| A smothering embrace | |
| This tiny breathing space | |
| I see our distance closing in | |
| Speak to me your hunger | |
| But reach for me no longer | |
| Painted smiles the puny bait | |
| Moving limbs to fascinate | |
| Begin the dream I wake instead | |
| On gold lined silver plates their heads | |
| A smothering embrace | |
| This tiny breathing space | |
| I see our distance closing in | |
| Awaited fall from grace | |
| With drowned and netted face | |
| I feel our limbs are growing thin | |
| A smothering embrace | |
| This tiny breathing space | |
| I see our distance closing in |