The Cat - The Essence

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

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

Oh they are silent

Oh they are movement

Oh they are calling

Oh they are silent

Oh they are silent

Oh they are movement

Oh they are calling

Oh they are silent