katy_song Joana. 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 glass 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 to bleeding a 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? Mark Kozelek 000713 ... Jane Doe personally, I loved it. Why hasn't anyone added to it until now though? 031222 what's it to you? who go blather from