When I open up the door and I step into a floor
See me running down the way
To another place I'll stay

In this room there is a door
From another endless floor
So I walk it 'til the end

Am coming back where I began

Then I fall into a dream

Within a dream within a dream
Of the murder from "the silence of the lambs"


Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul
Silently deeply creep all my love has gone


In my private picture dome
After 1000 days alone
I am meeting depardieu

And he asked me here to stay
An ambiguous sequel in many ways
Concerning my own situation

The translation "de son nom"
Implies that all the gods are gone


And I'm falling into the scenes
Inside my movie gathering
Living timeless in a "casket irony" here


Silently 1, 2, 3 see the hours flow
Siently 39, 40 nights ago

Silently days and weeks slowly counting by
Not a second not the years
Reign our measured time


Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul
Silently deeply creep under skin and bones

Say why minutes take one life
But years run out of hands
Here I play "capture time" try to understand

Silently deeply creep in my heart and soul
Silently deeply creep all my love has gone