Once I had a dream that worried me,
Like a drunken guillotine
Lingering just above my head.
Why, why, why, why?
Why was I born and I'm cursed repeatedly?
Who would know if I should die?
No one needed me.
Doo doo doo doo doo …
Dark and empty was the place to which I'd come.
Cold and silent was the house my name was on.
Nine rooms and a tomb in every one.
So dark and empty was the place to which I'd come.
All at once my bones began to change.
I was tall and young again,
Sweet as rain falling on the snow.
Who, who, who, who?
Who is he? Who am I?
And what laid in between?
How can I say goodbye?
No one let me in.
Can't see no need for Nine no more
Now it's too late to open the door.
La la la la la …