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 Gla** 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?