Tarja Turunen. Falling Awake. Zeneszám

Phantom voices with no words to follow At the mercy of the cold and hollow
I withdrew into my sanctuary of silence
My defence
In this moment I am just becoming
Liberated from my cell of nothing
No sensation there was only breathing
Overcome oblivion
Falling Awake
From a walking sleep
And all that remains
Is the dying memory
And now I can dive for
these dreams I make
Like I am Falling
I am falling awake
Waves of melodies once forgotten
like a symphony across the ocean
Never knew that they could hear my calling
deep within
crashing in
rushing in
like falling
There is no returning to that emptiness,
loneliness
The dream that lives inside of me
won't fade away, it's wide awake
Falling Awake
From a walking sleep
And all that remains
Is the dying memory
And now I can dive for
these dreams I make
Like I am Falling
I am falling awake