Lyrics:

Back then it almost felt heaven sent
We were slow dancing models in a child's ornament
Kept spinning, our heads full of stars
Didn't know what we had, but we knew it was ours
With one hand on the small of her back
The other in hers, as we moved to the track
That was playing in our heads all along
A symphony silent, a beautiful song
But lovers, we were doomed from the start
It was all broken clockwork, the dancers both falling apart
Maybe it was a dream, and I just woke up
The girl sits alone with her art
Seems her words are the only way
To mend her broken heart
Like her life is the fiction not fact
Her real image in writing is staring straight back
Her protagonist has broken hope
The typewriter pause, then the words come out slowly
Like teardrops of thought on the page
In an instant her soul, released from its cage
She wrote
You were laying there dying
Like the end of a western
Saying tell me what Europe was like
I said tell me yourself, we can go when you feel right

By the coast, every star seems so near
You wouldn't know each, had been gone all those years
And the ocean rolls on like a dream
Out into the distance, forever it seems