shadows on the other side

In the shadows of a corner at the far end of the room,
Comes a sound that is beautiful with a ghostly tune.
In the heart of the singers soul,
There is a face so beautiful.
And she shakes,
She can't live anymore this way.

From the shadows of a corner at the far end of the room,
Comes a sound that is shaking the world,
As the singer shakes her whole fragile frame.
And the atmosphere is black as a bird in a cage.
The hearts of the strangers cannot take it any more.

From the shadows of a corner at the far end of the room
Comes an image as beautiful as its tune.
No, I cannot take it anymore.
And her face tells the story,
Of that distant land.
And her eyes are grey as pools filled with sand.
Oh, and I cannot take it anymore.

And she cannot let go,
To the most lovely thing she has ever known.
And she cannot fight back,
Against the wind of a far, distant land.
As she remembers the day she was born of her love.

Oh, what is it like,
On the other side?
Oh, what is it like,
On the other side of the dark?
It is just darker,
The people still dead,
These menaingless words are jumbled in her head.

From the shadows in a corner at the far end of the room,
Comes a beautiful sound with a ghostly tune,
And I know the way to the other side.
Oh, the colors all collide,
The faces with blood that has dried.
And she cannot let go,
To the most lovely thing she has ever known.