I built a wall around the light
To keep the ghosts out of my sight
But every crack begins to show
Where the winter starts to grow
I’m walking on a thin white line
Trying to find a piece of mine
The silver dust is in the air
I see your shadow everywhere
I’m holding on to what is lost
Counting up the heavy cost
We’re building towers made of sand
In a cold and lonely land
(Isn't it hollow...)
(All the same...)
(A heart of paper...)
(A dying flame...)
Welcome to the velvet cold
Stories that were never told
(Never told...)
We’re dancing on the hollow ice
Paying for a paradise
(Paradise...)
Isn’t it hollow, all the same?
A heart of paper, a dying flame
Welcome to the velvet cold
Stories that were never told
Isn’t it hollow, all the same?
(Aaaaaah...)
(Hoooooo...)
Is it beautiful?
Is it enough?
Welcome to the velvet cold!
We’re dancing on the hollow ice!
(Hollow ice...)
Isn’t it hollow, all the same?
A heart of paper, a dying flame
(Toinart)