To Speak

A hospital bed, a hallway
Machines that whir, a cold place
You're leaving the world in your own way
My voice too loud to take
Drip-fed life from a clear plastic bag
A cruel hourglass for the time you had

Now you turn with the earth
So I tend to your grave
Keep the moss from your name
Say I'm sorry
And for all that it's worth
Speak to you in my head
Words that heal all your hurt
All your worry

Always struggled to say your unhappy
But the scars on your arms kept a tally
How many years how many days
Always alright always okay
All your life wrapped in sheets overclad
You gift me the ghost that you once had

Now you turn with the earth
So I tend to your grave
Keep the moss from your name
Say I'm sorry
And for all that it's worth
Speak to you in my head
Words that heal all your hurt
All your worry


Now you turn / the saddest thing was that on your own was the only place that felt like home

Now you turn with the earth
So I tend to your grave
Keep the moss from your name
Say I'm sorry
If I sleep in the dirt
Could we speak once again
Words that heal all your hurt
All your worry