Angry Jim Letra

I feel alone with you always in my blood
Right here at home your peach skin, your clear eyes
I do know you, your fingers on my chess
I don't want you, but your hands know the best

I don't belong to, a grey sea of islands
Flocks of dead birds clear the sky of it's blues
I feel at home with you always in my blood
I feel the wind of your eyes, of your skin

I don't share my feelings with the clouds
The waterfalls they don't cry at all
I don't throw my skin on the ground
When I get back home dressed up all in red