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The Grave That Was a Heart
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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