Poetry Songtext
von The Crystalline Effect

It′s been a long slow slide
To the depth of her soul
God I wish I knew the point
Where she lost control
She moves slowly
She opens the blinds
She looks out from her window
God knows what she will find

She listens for sounds
Of distant conversations
She has a memory of a time and place
But no consciousness of where she is

She reads poetry she wrote long ago
She keeps words deep under the floor
She talks of secrets and desires
Of triumphs and of falls


She bathes in pools of her reflection
She sees children in the dark
She waits for something she's not sure of
Some kind of spark

Some kind of life that′s not hers
Some kind of something else
Some kind of life that's not hers
Some kind of something else

She's a hundred million miles away
She writes poetry of places she has been
She paints words all over the wall
She waits for something to enfold her
But she always needs more

Some kind of life that′s not hers
Some kind of something else
Some kind of life that′s not hers
Some kind of something else


On the center of the mantle
Is a tiny wooden box
And she opens it so slowly
And she sees all she has lost
It's the only thing he gave her
And she holds it in her hand
It′s a twisted, shattered
Damaged, broken heart