Zmarłym - Miejsca

There are places
Where you're afraid to look
Something lives in the walls
And crawls hungry behind the wallpaper
There are other places
You ran away to them
With Laura Palmer
Through the red curtains

There's a place behind the face
With another face and a place
A sardonic smile
Transparent through the skin
One place for you
And one for me
Which face today
Don't you understand more?

For years we've been living in the walls
Crawling under the floor
I'm leaving today
Through your eyes

I'm going to that place again
I've got dynamite in my pockets
There'll be beautiful explosions
I'm starting the Great Fade

I'm going through the walls