Testo Ricochet

There`s a little crouching me
Eyes wide open - afraid to see
Echoing his woman cries
Cracking up a bottle flies
A streak of blood above the cheek
The wolf has gathered all his sheep
I can`t take it hiding in my sheets
Hiding in my sheets
Richochetting off the wall
Riroetting in slow fall

There`s a little lying me
Eyes wide open - where is she?
Purring 'round his drunken calf
Never knowing of his wrath
A breath of spirits in the air
I close my eyes - too much to bear
And as his fingers find her tail
Above my shriek a ghastly wail

Piroetting quite unstable
Richochetting off the table
There`s a little standing me
Eyes wide open - where is he
Struggeling toppled on the floor
But then she bites and cries no more
A taste of blood inside her cheek
The wolf has misjudged all his the sheep but I can`t
I still can`t take it hiding in my sheets
Hiding in my sheets

Too much has happened, too much was seen
For the living doll that I have been
I can still feel the geese like
As I stood there and stared
So at first I was scared

Ricochetting off my life
Piroetting in a dive

Never ridding myself
Of the shodow we shared
In the feathers of time
I turned out to be scarred