Here, here it is
The place where you lived
The place where you rose
Transparent, a ghost...
You were mine, you were mine...
Here, here's where you walked
Different now, moonlight and chalk
Polished white stone, bruised feet
Shattered bone, brittle hand of a child...
You were mine, you were mine...
Raise, raise me up
Up from the ground
Naked, transposed
Wound like a rose
Face painted with white
Mouth full of black stone...
You were mine, you were mine...
Here, here it is
Look at it shine
Pure, polished and white
Piercing the sky
New towers of ice
So lifeless and clean...
You were mine, you were mine...