The Cat

running far away outÿ of your eyes

in the dark i heard your words i thought i'd never

survived

in a glare i heard your voice, i heard you calling, heard

you calling

like a million people died so deep in the night

oh they are silent, oh they are movement

oh they are calling, oh they are silent

running far away out of your eyes

in a bed without the sweat of your slaughtered life

like a painted bird that falls into my hands, into my

hands

as it died it writhed so cold and faded away