How many novels did they leave, sitting by your bedside?
I swear they must've covered up the floor
A sea of words you'd never read, as you sail away on the evening's tide
Set for the shore of your chest of drawers
You tried to put on your favourite shirt
But your little bones always seem to hurt
When you spend your days fast asleep on your d**hbed
You try to stomach all your pills
Although you know it's mostly pain k**ers
Your throat begs to swallow anything
I remember the things you'd say
“By next week I'll be out of this place"
You never gave up confidence in anything
Living each day is a hard thing to embrace
You'd fall asleep in someone's arms, never sure if you would wake up
You watch the window, to pa** the time, between the vases, visitors, and the rain outside
It seems like a virga, when it falls, you're on the verge of words but nothing comes
"Leave the curtains open, I don't want to feel like I'm all alone
I know i'm tired, but let them stay, I don't want to miss anything, I don't want to miss anyone, I don't want to miss you all“
They say I'm not coming home again, I'm sleeping on my d**hbed
“It feels like I've been sleeping for days
Even when my eyes are closed, I'm still listening"
Living each day is a hard thing to embrace
You'd fall asleep in someone's arms, never sure if you would wake up
They say I'm not coming home again, I'm sleeping on my d**hbed