A waning moon
An ebbing sea
The change is slight
But it's enough to feel
Oh it's enough to feel
Like a phantom touch
On pinioned limbs
A wind traversing the waves
A beautiful thing
Oh it's enough
The shoreline draws me near
I hear whispering
"Child, in time you'll be freed
From every dream that could not be."
They've come to silence all memory
Darkness calls for me!
Tides of spring are rushing in
Darkness calls for me!
Night's curtain is drawn
Our cue, we move from the wings
Finding our marks
The show can begin
Dancing in moonlight
Gesture and spin
Dark eyes in the distance
The pace quickening
The depths they sing so low
Refrain "l'appel du vide"
"Child in time you'll be free
From every dream that could not be."
They've come to silence all memory
Darkness calls for me!
Tides of spring are rushing in
Darkness calls for me!
