The nightingale is still locked in the cage The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs An old oak sheltering me from the blue Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves

A catnap in the ghost town of my heart She dreams of story time and the river ghosts Of mermaids, of Whitman's and the Ride Raving harlequins, gigantic toys

A song of me a song in need Of a courageous symphony A verse of me a verse in need Of a pure heart singing me to peace

All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angel wing

All that great heart lying still In silent suffering Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end What is left for encore Is the same old Dead Boy's song Song in silence

All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angel wing

A midnight flight into Covington Woods A princess and a panther by my side These are Territories I live for I'd still give my everything to love you more