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I didn’t want to leave you in the place where you had died
The doctors heard  me singing as I sat by your side
And the people with cut fingers and burns from   the chip oil
Wondered what was happening and came by for the ride

You do not get free music on  Emergency Ward Ten
Death is  just a shadow but we don’t know the end
People wander happily  holding broken nails
I  was so delirious that I saw  round the bend

They take away the catheters, the drug lines and the charts
They expect you to be normal in the grave that was a heart
So wander down to Costa’s and imagine how it feels
Drinking from a tea bag, the cup  broke , it’s that stark

The doctors who were frozen by a woman’s singing parts
Feel  themselves still  melting in the cavern of the dark
They hear the swish of   gossamer,  the  window opens smart
Well, go there if you want to, it’s just  a different park

We wander  in the shadows  of the here and of the there
Stumbling over  pavements,  taking photos of the Ark
Listening to the symbols, seeing  what’s so dear
Rattling all  the funny bones and  winding up the larks

I didn’t want to leave you  but they had got no empty bed
There’s no room for the living let alone the dead
The  body is dissolving and  it flows down  from the  heights
Goodbye, it’s all over now.Do turn off the lights

For a bit of theatre it’s cheaper than  the Royal
Find someone who’s dying  and take love to appeal
If it’s your own sweetheart you’ll have an empty bed
Buy a  real stone tablet and swallow all the  blood

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