Sink in the quicksand Linked to the branch of a tree I can't see
Because it's darker than death and your guys up and left me out here
to freeze And this forest plays its tricks so I treat it with respect
I threw my garbage in a skip, I buttoned up my anorak I shuffled soft
shoe I washedyou could look me in the teeth and comb your hair
Choked by the quicksand, kicked from the branch of this treeNow, I'm
free