Meaningless Existence (Pascal/Duran collab)
Jill Hensel, lyrics & vocals ; Pascal, all instuments and arrangment ; Michael Duran, Slide Guitar & Production
lyricist
Story behind the song
I wrote these lyrics in 1995.
Lyrics
She's as pretty as a flower
Her skin as white as snow
You could never miss her
Her hair shines like gold
She dances in her seclusion
In the tiny room she calls home
Swaying to the music
Playing in her head
I've often tried to talk with her
She acts as if she's deaf
Occasionally I hear her whispering
Softly to herself
Anyone else to her does not exist
Surviving in her dungeon
Does she know life's bliss
You can live without a heart
You can go without a home
You can sail upon an ocean
And never be known
Meaningless Existence
You create on your own
His hair as dark and night
His eyes as black as choal
He walks into the room
Commanding all the control
She could not resist him
He sees whats left of her soul
You can live without a heart
You can go without a home
You can sail upon this ocean
and never be known
Meaningless Existence
You create on your own.