Sanoja: Red House Painters. Katy Song.

Some escape some door to open
This path seems the blackest, but I guess it's the soonest
But there in the clearing I know you'll be wearing
Your young aching smile, waving your hand

Can't go with my heart
When I can't feel what's in it I thought you'd come over
But for some reason you didn't glass on the pavement under my shoe
Without you is all my life amounts to

A final sleep no words from my cutting
Mouth to your ear or taut wicked pinches
From my fingers to your bitter face
That I can't heal

I know tomorrow
You will be somewhere in London, living with someone
You've got some kind of family there to turn to
And that's more than I could ever give you

A chance for calm, a hope for freedom
Outlet from my cold solitary kingdom
By the forest of our spring stay
Where you walked away

And left a bleeding part of me
Empty and bothered, watching the water
Quiet in the corner, numb and falling through
Without you what does my life amount to?

[Incomprehensible]