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sinking in the cemetery
01:29
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I spent the week
Cleaning blood from the carpet
Clearing leaves from the garden
Packing up your belongings
Paying the rent in your absence
Collecting your ashes
Washing your knife you cut your wrists with
The house is now haunted
A ghost is all you are now
(You were so much more)
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2. |
life notice
03:44
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The glass is still by the bedside
With the alarm clock set to 5:55
Did you sleep in your clothes the way you did every night?
Did you get up early one last time
Feel like you’re falling
When you try to sleep
Do you shake in the evening
From the house feeling empty?
The garden is over growing
But the plants inside are withering
Haunted by your absence
Weighed down by your last moments
This is the start of the breakdown
This is how we’re feeling now
The house smells of death and disinfectant
I can still see your blood in the carpet
I let the phone ring
I can’t keep answering the same questions
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3. |
sunburnt at your funeral
04:19
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You died on a Sunday
In the early afternoon
I held your hand and watched the birds
Through the window of your room
In a care home
Short term placement
Now I have short term memory loss
From the grief that I’m not facing
I hate watching you waste away
I’d pass the time brushing your hair from your face
And talking in hushed tones about how you’d lost so much weight
You lost your glasses
In the end it was blurry vision
I wish I had lost my glasses too
So I couldn’t watch you wither
In a hospital bed
Then in a hospice
You call it sinking in the cemetery
I call it visiting relatives
Hold me close
Don’t let me go
I know
You’re never coming home
It’s hard to come to terms with death
When you realise your parents don’t have any parents left
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4. |
waving across the water
03:43
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I saw you waving
From across the water
But you were drowning
Sinking beneath the surface
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Crying at the beach
Do you still think of me?
Sleep in again
To forget what was said
We’re never meant
The distance feels so big
Can you hear the birds sing
A chorus of mourning for you
I think of you less in the summer
Does that make you uncomfortable?
Meet me at the Hackford bench
Break it down again
Talk about how you
Wrapped the cord around your neck
I know you can’t stay now
I wish I heard while I was laying down
Were you running from the pain?
Do you still hate me?
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Coma•Home England, UK
sinking in the cemetery //
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