Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation   Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one   It's said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world's fairest maidens      Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song      Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers   Carving out a legend in a dream-forsaken land   Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them   'Cause hungry eyes weren't quick enough for Silver's flashing hands   Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows   Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame   He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle   And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame      Chorus:   Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness   Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below   Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness   Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul      Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses   Soon unfolding mysteries he'd never seen before   And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses   And Silver took it easy as the closing of a door      Then soon he touched the secret fears she'd hidden with her sorrows   Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes   And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows   Following the line between her laughter and her lies   But Silver left his magic with the legend he'd abandoned   Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it's charms   Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger   And morning found her moving in the golden stranger's arms      Chorus:   Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness   Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below   Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness   Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul      Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him   Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes   And sadly turning backwards to the world that he'd forsaken   He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise      Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation   Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind   Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken   Sadder than the shadows of the love she'll never find      And Silver's spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger   Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day   And Silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder   Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away      Chorus:   Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness   Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below   Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness   Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul