And it came to me then
that every plan
Is a tiny prayer
to Father Time
As I stared at my shoes
in the ICU
That reeked of piss
and four-oh-nine
And I rationed my breaths
as I said to myself
That I'd already taken
too much today
As each descending peak
on the LCD
Took you a little farther
away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines
and year-old magazines
In a place where we
only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind
that our memories depend
On a faulty camera
in our minds
And I knew that
you were a truth
I would rather lose
Than to have never lain
beside at all
And I looked around at
all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in
the waiting room
Just nervous paces
bracing for bad news
And then the nurse
comes 'round
and everyone
lifts their head
But I'm thinking of
what Sarah said
That love is watching
someone die
So who's gonna
watch you die
So who's gonna
watch you die
So who's gonna
watch you die