“Heaven! Love! Freedom!
What a dream, O, Foolish Girl!”
What heroic tragedy;
To raise your fist against the world

You love and still despise;
Like the wall behind your eyes,
Foolish girl, to think that
He would be worth having;

Did you not know you were a tragedy?
A heroine, unimaginably
Driven to the depths
With her despair?

Did you know
And just not care?

You still think that you can change it, don’t you?
That the past can be undone; but won’t you
Take a look around;
There’s nothing you can do here anymore.

O, little one, your heart is what killed you;
Your hope what did you in;
You were drowned not by water
But by the knowledge of the sin

Of He you worshipped, like a god;
And the flowers that you trod
Hold you down, your anchor
Is your memories;

What beauty,
To end your way, in violence;
You could not believe he’d stay
For your beauty, your silence;

A goddess met upon the sea
A goddess met in air,
Darling, won’t you look at me,
These goddesses are everywhere;

Foolish one, my little one,
Child of my fears;
Give unto me, my little one,
The river of your tears;

You have spent so long there,
Drowning,
With your love and in your pain;
Give unto me, my little one,
The memories that remain;

Undo the anxious hours
That define your dark despair;
Remove the thorns and flowers
That are clinging to your hair;

… But you will not forget him;
Do you not see it is essential?
You will not regret him
Despite the influential

Nature of his words;
You refuse to see that he lied;
O precious one, O foolish one,
This is why you died;

Blinded, did you fall into the water?
Brainwashed, did you leave,
You were a baron’s daughter,
Who traded that to be a slave

To some underwater god
With some underwater name
For some sorry fool who left you
Once he tired of the game.

Did he visit you, now missing?
Did he cry when he couldn’t find you?
My little one, my little one,
Put this all behind you;

There are other lovers, darling,
Why don’t you understand?
We are waiting, we are waiting,
Drowning, on dry land.