Seeing your love is the only thing that keeps me alive

"Oh, what have you to I?" 

Darting beneath the silver mirror

"I have to give you my love"

enchanting reflective lake

a cold cabin we meet

"... and your love is a fictional lie"

perches on the train line, rail

zapping hands we meet

together, we can flee

terror and hate

doubt and misfortune

swimming into the white clouds

angels surround, us

loving you.