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When I open up the door

and I step into a floor

See me running down the way

to another place I'll stay

In this room there is a door

from another endless floor

So I walk it 'til the end

Am coming back where I began

Then I fall into a dream within a dream within a dream

of the murder from "The Silence of the Lambs"

Silently, deeply creep in my heart and soul

Silently, deeply creep, all my love has gone

In my private picture dome

after 1000 days alone

I am meeting depardieu

and he asked me here to stay

An ambiguous sequel in many ways

Concerning my own situation

The translation "de son nom"

implies that all the gods are gone

And I'm falling into the scenes inside my movie gathering

Living timeless in a "casket irony" here

Silently 1, 2, 3, see the hours flow

Silently 39, 40 nights ago

Silently, days and weeks slowly counting by

Not a second, not the years reign our measured time

Silently, deeply creep in my heart and soul

Silently, deeply creep under skin and bones

Say why minutes take one life but years run out of hands

Here I play "capture time," try to understand

Silently, deeply creep in my heart and soul

Silently, deeply creep, all my love has gone