Bookstore from Adrift by Blood In Arcadia

She wears the earth, around her neck,
protecting it, she carries it.
I watch her treading lightly, barefoot,
not even scared of the danger she's in.

While I feel like I'm Bastien, in that bookstore..
What am I doing this is not real!
Watching, her dancing, to a rhythm - invisible.

Lost in a landscape lonely, walking on, walking on.
Searching for meaning in dreams like Voltaire.
She won't stop fighting, the nothing.
In the darkness - she is the light.

While I feel like I'm Bastien, in that bookstore..
What am I doing this is not real!
Watching, her dancing, to a rhythm - invisible.

At least that's how it feels, but knowing me I'm always wrong.

So what do I do?

When I feel like I'm Bastien, in that bookstore..
What am I doing this is not real!
Watching, her dancing, to a rhythm - invisible.

The hero never dies, the villain never wins,
but the story never ends, does the story ever end?

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