Из альбома: 9 Lives to Wonder
Sink in the quicksand
Linked to the branch of a tree
I can't see
Because it's darker than death
And you 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 washed
You could look me in the teeth and comb your hair
Choked by the quicksand, kicked from the branch of this tree
Now, I'm free