As the lights dim away
The chatter slowly fades
And curtains spread apart'

Your will turns into mine
As I find your eyes among the faceless crowd
I watch you shrink before my stare
My blood is running warm

The roar of music hits my ears
Below I watch
The puppets on the stage enfold their plot
It's me'

Blood turns into dust
Before these eyes that both threaten and adore
His tune pours out like balm and salt
Caressing my open wounds

The roar of music hits my ears
Around I watch
The puppets on the stage enfold our plot
It's me'

His will turns into mine
Before her eyes that both threaten and adore
Before my tune, I watch him shrink
His/My wounds are open