These corridors, empty doors
Lichen laying soft in all its forms
Echo soldiers, who dwell within no more
I come to you to lay upon your floor
Solace, silent clues
Disguising the designs in muddy shoes
She flies within the Fort de la Chartreuse, and
Becomes something beautiful to you
And she remains hidden in a city where
The rest have been reclaimed
I'm leaving her with nothing more to lose
Flying in the Fort de la Chartreuse
Flying in the Fort de la Chartreuse
When the flowers in your hair fall in your face
The leaves within your body blow away
When all these shadow sadnesses finally disappear
Without a trace
And she remains hidden in a city where
The rest have been reclaimed
I'm leaving her with nothing more to lose
Flying in the Fort de la Chartreuse
I'm leaving her with nothing more to lose
Flying in the Fort de la Chartreuse
Flying in the Fort de la Chartreuse