A World Without by Queensryche
Voices whisper in the night
Do you hear them calling me
Reflecting faces in the light
What is real and what is fantasy
Nowhere to be found, I can't breathe again
A mother, my lover, my best friend, my best friend
My baby's staring back at me, and now a broken family
Your name now etched in stone, no place to call my home
Your heart is the amber I see in my drag
The smoke your spirit rising I breathe your love
The tickle in my throat, your way of reaching out
Perhaps the creaking of my door
The moonlight glistening the shore
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