Red House Painter - Blindfold lyrics

blood ridden hands are the first things

to come through the bed

when all the pain in your life

comes to a head

poor lost soul

with no place to go

wait until winter

and you'll know

three years fold through your lies untold

innocence undoes her blindfold

who else's hands have touched

who i best understand

held close the neck and waist

of my adult orphan

this summer ends

the evenings we spent

life under china dinner din

wishes best to mystery address

i found deep in your occult key chest

on my suicide cloud

left me in the pit of my morning pout

an emptiness throughout

this scarred and sullied soul you threw out

what possessed you not to include me

how have you failed to invite me

how could you laugh with her in that theatre

when you're off and i'm alone