[00:00.00] 作词 : Browne, Frey
[00:36.51]Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying
[00:44.44]A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing
[00:53.78]If she could see her mirror now
[00:58.05]She would be free of those who bow
[01:01.71]And scrape the ground beneath her feet
[01:10.03]Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses
[01:16.74]And watches as each moment goes that never really know us
[01:26.08]And so it seems she doesn't care
[01:29.94]If she has dreams of no one there
[01:33.60]Within the shadows of her room
[01:40.50]But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to
[01:48.42]Call back all the birds I sent to
[01:54.72]Fly behind her castle walls and I'm
[02:00.61]Weary of the nights I've seen
[02:04.47]Inside these empty halls
[02:39.41]Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets
[02:47.13]And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets
[02:56.67]Maybe we've found what we have lost
[03:00.54]When we've unwound so many crossed
[03:04.19]Entangling misunderstandings
[03:11.74]But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to
[03:19.40]Call back all the birds I sent to
[03:25.70]Fly behind her castle walls and I'm
[03:31.59]Weary of the nights I've seen
[03:35.89]Inside these empty halls