I know what I'm tryin' ta say,
But I don't know how ta say it...

I hear your voice and look back,
But I'm too late, you're already gone...

Bleeding from the outside in
Hallowness filling me within...

I walk alone in my garden of sorrow
I walk yesterday, today, tomorrow...

The blood that drips
Down off the white rose...

October is as blue as the moon.
November is red like the blood that flows from my...

These words are like a veil,
Separating me from love, from the world...

Words of the land
Is not the speaking of the land itself...