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
 And 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?