[00:13.48]Woman of custom just severed ties[00:18.92]What never changed had always died, so[00:24.50]Suddenly she's opened eyes[00:29.15]That fill with tears and come alive[00:35.56]Her stifled love sleeping forever was[00:40.98]Unaroused like changeless weather[00:46.54]And little chance that she was ever[00:52.34]Going to smash the precious measure[00:57.80]She never lived with pain, fear or anger[01:02.55]Windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured[01:08.16]A heart enchained, willing to surrender[01:13.61]But now if storms would only blow[01:21.58]She could really feel the roll[01:36.78]Those years of sleep, all waking dreams[01:42.38]Unpeopled places on painted screens[01:47.85]And diffused in subdued streams[01:52.93]Her life was cast, traditional schemes[01:59.10]She never lived with pain, fear or anger[02:04.24]Windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured[02:09.83]A heart enchained, willing to surrender[02:15.19]But now if storms would only blow[02:23.06]Then she could really feel the roll[02:28.53]She could really feel the roll[02:46.19]A hunger that lasts can have no pain[02:51.64]It's just these words that don't explain[02:57.30]Eaten alive and spat aout again[03:02.66]They jam in the memory like ancient remains