Little Echo - Violet Indiana, Robin Guthrie, Siobhan De Mare

Looking back safe in the future

I can see the love that I was used

To call my sanity

Is just slipping away

Lonely life that offers

Empty self destruction

And seduction tenderness

Overcame my way

Those days, have fallen behind me

Those days, start calling behind me

Everyday a desert would be

I could see the world

Caving in on me

Looking in to me

Disguising and guiding

Through blindness

And my own insecurity

Those days, have fallen behind me

Those days, start calling behind me