Patagonia

There's a hole in spaceWhere the demons waitThey control our soundsWhen the silence goesBy the time we awakeThe desires go onThere's a queen in placeWould decide our courseWhile the silence waitsTill the silence comesWe dance across the realmWe dance across spaceDoes a tree like rain?Smell the lonely wavesTo control our signsWhen the silence comesA hero insideAll over this webLying insideAll of his wreathA hero insideOver his wreathWaiting insideCovered in smilesLoving your stepsAcross the realmsDance above the plainsThere's a hole in spaceWhere your demons waitTo control our soundsWhen the silence goesWhen the silence goesWe will see ourselvesWhen the silence goesWhen the silence goesA hero inside, over this wedLying inside, over his wreath