Woorden: Emmy The Great. Century Of Sleep.

I know, I know that I could live in whatever house you choose to build,
and i will model myself on it and wait for you alone,
While you are out making a life for us,
I will stay and watch the days go past,
and i'll see how the plants advance and they turn on what they know,

Now there is Rosary where previously no rosemary was shown,
They have, ariels they feed from me and they grow and grow and grow,
now I am, shifting into greenery, now the pipes are running bone, and you might think i was a house but i'm a woman, a woman.

Come back, come back before you said come back so you can see, there are roses in the flowerbeds where there never used to be.

And all my days are,
fading into these,
walls you made us, but i don't want to be,
the queen,
of a century of sleep.

I know, i know that i believe, whatever brings you joy from me, but i've swept until i couldn't sweep and this house is still alive, now i have to find a dress, have to buy a dress, have to sew the dress till the pieces mesh, and i don't think i'm ready yet and i haven't got the time,

Now there is Rosary where previously there was no Rosemary,
They have, ariels they feed from me and they tease and tease and tease,
Now I am shifting into scenery now the pipes are running *bleach,
and you might think i was a house but i'm a woman, a woman.

But you say don't be afraid, and you tried to explain, and the best that we can hope and hope to gain, is to love and then be loved, is to have and then to hold, till we age and then grow old.

And all my days are,
fading into these,
walls you made us,
but i don't want to be,
and all my days are,
fading into these,
walls you made us,
but i don't want to be,
the queen of a century of sleep.
But i know that i believe in whatever makes you pleased, in whatever brings you joy, from me.