arrest these orchids

Silverchair

Arrest this woman

Showered under some tears
When no light shines
But the garden's in bloom

For every fragile light
Is marked by clouds
Cast from grey memories

And time is feeling like a scraping wind
A distant frost, a murmured spring
And though I never feel an older's wrath
Convention seems an easier path

Under the sheltered morning
The emperor longs the frame
For whoever turned the light on
I thank you

Arrest these orchids
That hide behind the light
Until the morning comes
Arrest this woman
My shelter from the night

Arrest these orchids
There's something gone
Arrest these orchids
There's nothing blooming

Arrest these orchids
There's something gone
Arrest these orchids