Wind blowing through the trees. [Incomprehensible] light shines through. I am so far from where. I began when I was young. . Morning's breaking, I can hear birds singing.
High in the hills there's an angel and the ghost in chains. Here in your arms there's a desert where it always rains. As your legs begin to spread how I wish I was not dead.
When I got home there was blood on the door. I saw you lying on the kitchen floor. I ran down the hallway, when I saw what he did. And found our little bitty baby lying dead in her crib.