after the red ants the black out come peace and quiet those little footprints fleshed out calm in my mind i lay like a compass digits accusing the sunrise raindrops abseil the window and flinch through the hurt cries i feel this great pressure coming down on me and the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy i feel this great pressure coming down on me my bliss pulling at your sympathy after the hunt and the sweat now come peace and quiet your head on my heart anchored the storm in my eyes i lay like a carcass your lips never letting the blood dry and so i pray for tomorrow and wait listening out for a reply i feel this great pressure coming down on me and the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy i feel this great pressure coming down on me my bliss pulling at your sympathy i feel this great pressure coming down on me and the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy i feel this great pressure coming down on me my bliss pulling at your sympathy