Texty:
Katatonia The Black Sessions

: The way the light hits the road The way I am unable to protect you O I'm running away I will never forgive myself For running away from you He came

: By a black road Giving a brief smile Something's on the way Forgotten for a while And you try to speak this Without a voice down by a black road We

: Somehow better without this Headlights fuck the city Somewhere I'm broken No sensations nevermore What do you say when you speak I sense no time Discouraged

: The thin darkness here Not strong enough to make you appear I once changed my style When they said hello I said goodbye I once played a role I was

: I'm drawing back time To feel things once again As when I had found them I saw you grow older Saw myself grow older too But not as much as you If

: The walls are painted Different every second My eyes are of chrome It is television Can't let go of my leg It's itching and bleeding Layer by layer

: It is to see a traitor go free It is to feel a filter in me It is to leave the lights that I saw It is to ask: is it easy to go? In this dead hour

: [Written by Will Oldham] It's us I liken to a covey A polar bear has breached a pup The palace walls are Strewn with tapestries And the window panes

: I can't do what you do I'm just able to tear it down yeah Stay in a cold minute of sleep See the world Right through the ether Twisting names inside