The Cat 歌词

Running far away out 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