Violet Indiana
Little Echo
Looking back safe in the future
I can see the love that I was to call my sanity
Is just slipping away
Lonely life that offers empty self destruction and seduction tenderness
Overcame my way
Those days, have fallen behind me
Those days, start calling behind me

Everyday a desert would be the world I see caving in on me
Looking in to me
Disguising and guiding through blindness and my own insecurity
Those days, have fallen behind me
Those days, start calling behind me