Brother Sleep

This room is as white as a ghost In this space you can see your own breath This room is as cold as its host Is it this sleep that is the brother of death? This cloth is as green as an orchard Where the salt can coat the trees This girl cries tears as if tortured Is this girl the queen of the sea? I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love, love The eyes of the toys they are moving It's here that everything that lived is alive Yeah, the eyes of the toys they are soothing As into the brother of sleep that we die I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through, I'm gonna see you through I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love I'm gonna see you through, I'm gonna see you through