מילים לשיר Cries On The Wind – Anathema

Reaching out.
How things look different on the way down Will I burn in the unforgiving fire?
Disillusioned, I've lost desire
From the flames, I walk away
I've found a way to erase the pain
A guardian angel called escape
An empty bottle, my receptacle
As I know it won't be happening And you know, when I'm gone
Don't dwell on the forthcoming
You'll hear my cries on the wind.