Ophelia Songtext

Reaching out for heaven, heaven is reaching out for you

You think that you're a debutante, a tourist in this place
That these speeches are for charlatans and these readings a waste
You're looking for salvation and salvation is looking for you

You tell yourself in hiding, the aesthete is your role
But in all my years I've never met a girl who had more soul
You're looking for your lover and your lover is looking for you

You're a child of the darkness, a child of the light
You are holding on to midnight and fighting for your life
Reaching out for heaven, heaven is reaching out for you

The walls have been blackened and the floor is a mess
You have tears upon your shoulder, you wear sorrow for a dress
You've stumbled upon emptiness and emptiness has stumbled upon you

You tell yourself in hiding, the aesthete is your role
But in all my years I've never met a girl who had more soul You're looking for your lover and your lover is looking for you