Steven Wilson
Octane Twisted

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
We go, following sorrow to free your
Blood spilling out of the reeds, there
Give me a sign I can breathe air
Blood flowing out of the stream, there
(Following sorrow to free your)
Give me something new, please
(Blood spilling out of the reeds, there)
Something I can love
(Give me a sign I can breathe air)
Give me something new, please
(Blood flowing out of the stream, there)
Something I can love

[Instrumental]