Like in a flow of memory I fall deeper into the night
I feel the silence deep inside
Cascading within, dwelling still in heart
Untouched flowers on the floor
Dream knocking at my window
Unheard melody behind the door
Flowing still through the curtain fallen
Dropped chair, clothes on the floor
Whispering sigh through the mirror
Fingers caressing a dream real
Piano weeps in the dark
Flute sings through the night
Unbound grace of swanheart
I see the light in the darkness inside my mind
Lying still beneath a frozen cover of the night
I feel the silence deep inside
Falling down with tears I try to hide
Unseen purity cascading within
Through the sight of heaven blue
Painting in white the world underneath
I wrote hundred letters to you
Still hidden in my closet
Never seen, never sent