Woman of custom just severed tiesWhat had never changed had always died soSuddenly she's opened eyes thatFill with tears and come aliveHer stifled love sleeping forever wasUnaroused like changeless weatherAnd little chance that she was everGoing to smash the precious measureShe never lived with pain fear or angerWindowless and tame like a precious stone langouredA heart enchained willing to surrenderBut now if storms would only blowShe could really feel the rollThose years of sleep all waking dreamsUnpeopled places on painted screensAnd diffused in subdued streamsHer life was cost traditional schemesShe never lived with pain fear or angerWindowless and tame like a precious stone langouredA heart enchained willing to surrenderBut now if storms would only blowThen she could really feel the rollShe could really feel the roll"A hunger that lasts can have no pain"It's just these words that don't explainEaten alive and spat out againThey jam in the memory like ancient remainsWoman of custom just severed tiesWhat had never changed had always died soSuddenly she's opened eyes thatFill with tears and come alive