In the moonlight reflecting a distant dream
Watch it slip away with a silent scream 

All the sweet aches and the sweet pain
that cannot wash away, they still remain 

The heart in turmoil, the soul in a coil 

The body that crave so sweet 
the mind that is set on retreat 

They do not mix and mingle 
as they are each a single 
shard of the parts that spin 
to create this turmoil within