Spiderprints

(альбом: Letters from Chutney - 1995)

Tighten your grip
Your web can't be spun
Without your firming hands upon
The lower you slip
The closer you get
To leaving yourself all alone
Every time I get up to reach you
You'll break your promise again
You're crawling away
You're licking your wounds that have bled
It's surprising me to no end
Because what you have said
Hear the voice in your head
Every time I get up to reach you
You'll break your promise again
You're crawling away
You're licking your wounds that have bled
It's suprinsing me to no end
Because what you have said
Makes me see that you can't
Hear the voice in your head

Tighten your grip
Your web can't be spun
Without your firming hands upon
The lower you slip
The closer you get
To leaving yourself all alone

Every time I get up to reach you
You'll break your promise again
You're crawling away
You're licking your wounds that have bled
It's suprinsing me to no end
Because what you have said
Makes me see that you can't
Hear the voice in your head