Shadow Theory I Open Up My Eyes
The shadows dancing by the candle light
The walls are bleeding
I hear the sound of flies
The clock spins backward
But the pendulum is still
An antique violin laying on the shelf
I open up my eyes
I open up my eyes
Faint echoes left behind
Resounding in my mind
I open up my eyes
I feel a chill
I hear a rap-tap-tapping on the window
The bangs and clangs of chains
I fear them
Hear them drag in the shadows
An antique record player turned on by itself
And then the violin fell down from the shelf
The door swung open
But there was nobody there
A young girls laughter and a creaking on the stair
I open up my eyes
I open up my eyes
Faint echoes left behind
Resounding in my mind
I open up my eyes
I feel a chill
I hear a rap-tap-tapping on the window
The bangs and clangs of chains
I fear them
Hear them drag in the shadows
I woke up by her, still the dead of night
(I didn't know where I was)
Her arms around me while her nails dug at my heart
(It felt so real)
She twirled her fingers while she made a hissing sound
At first quite lovely but now growing much too loud
I open up my eyes
I open up my eyes
Faint echoes left behind
Resounding in my mind
I open up my eyes
Wake up
It's only a dream
Wake, you must awaken my dear
You mussn't be late for the train
Wake up my dear
Everyone's already here
Wake, open your eyes
We're waiting for you to arrive
Wake up my dear
Wake up
