text: Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state
  A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
  No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber
  Until I realize that it was you who held me under
  Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
  Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs
  No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
  No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
  And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack
  All around the world was waking, I never could go back
  Because all the walls of dreaming, they were torn wide open
  And finally it seemed that the spell was broken
  And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
  And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
  No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
  No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
  Snow White is stitching up your circuit-boards
  Synapse slipping through the hidden door
  Snow White is stitching up your circuit-board
  No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
  No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
  No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
  Snow Whites stitching up your circuit-boards
  Synapse slipping through the hidden door
  Snow Whites stitching up your circuit-board
  Synapse slipping through the hidden door