Dark Red Quicksand

I CAN HEAR YOUR VOICE, IN MY HEAD AT HOME

NEVER FEEL FAR AWAY, NEVER FEEL ALONE

AND AFTER ALL THESE YEARS

I'M JUST AT THE END OF THIS PHONE CALL

DARK RED WINDS ARE COMING IN

I HEAR YOUR VOICE SLIPPING THROUGH THE TELEPHONE

DARK RED WINDS ARE COMING IN

I HEAR YOUR VOICE SLIPPING THROUGH THE SANDS

DARK RED QUICKSAND, ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN

ST. CHRISTOPHER ONLY SKIN AND BONE

AND AFTER THESE YEARS

YOU'RE JUST AT THE END OF THIS PHONE

DARK RED WINDS ARE COMING IN

I HEAR YOUR VOICE SLIPPING THROUGH THE TELEPHONE

DARK RED WINDS ARE COMING IN

I HEAR YOUR VOICE SLIPPING THROUGH THE SANDS