The walls have been blackened and the floor is a mess   You have tears upon your shoulder, you wear sorrow for a dress   You’ve stumbled upon emptiness and emptiness has stumbled upon you      You have novels on your bookshelves and stories in your heart   Gone are the days when you could tell them apart   You’re looking for Ophelia and Ophelia is looking for you      You’re a child of the darkness, a child of the light   You are holding on to midnight and fighting for your life   Reaching out for heaven, heaven is reaching out for you      You think that you’re a debutante, a tourist in this place   That these speeches are for charlatans and these readings a waste   You’re looking for salvation and salvation is looking for you      You tell yourself in hiding, the aesthete is your role   But in all my years I’ve never met a girl who had more soul   You’re looking for your lover and your lover is looking for you      You’re a child of the darkness, a child of the light   You are holding on to midnight and fighting for your life   Reaching out for heaven, heaven is reaching out for you      The walls have been blackened and the floor is a mess   You have tears upon your shoulder, you wear sorrow for a dress   You’ve stumbled upon emptiness and emptiness has stumbled upon you      You tell yourself in hiding, the aesthete is your role   But in all my years I’ve never met a girl who had more soul   You’re looking for your lover and your lover is looking for you