Look through the glass
my house can be seen from here
A coffin to go -
will I simply disappear?

Don"t ask me to stay -
I"ve followed you long enough
and if you"re still lost
then why talk of fear and of love?

Ashes and trees...
Snake in the baby"s room
You ask me of things
that shouldn"t belong to you

Look though the glass
my prison is burning down...
The chains have no chance
against the new peace I"ve found...

Ashes and trees...
A snake in the baby"s room...
Don"t ask me of rain
when you"ve started this fire, too.