Drowning in thin linen and dust. Watching your ways, forget and erase. Gasping for air, who's to blame? Will you remember my name? My name. At times, you're the aether's purple glimmer The unheard whimper of dying flower. But at times, you're the white new fallen snow. And i see you. From my window. And i see you. From my window. Gloomy evening, steel and stone. Misery growing in my soul. Walking and shivering under gas lamps. Through the dampness and cold beside the colorless walls. At time, you're the aether's purple glimmer. The unheard whimper of dying flower. But at times, you're the white new fallen snow And i see you. From my window. And i see you. From my window.