And in the end, there's just a dented pillow
Where a head lay
And in the end, you reach an arm out
But there's no one closer
And in the end, there's just an empty pillow
Not a person
And then it's over
So there's nothing, just a vacant pillow
All the dreams
All the songs
All the words
All the books
All the keys
All the jokes
All the jokes
Goodnight, face
Goodbye, clock
Farewell, words
Farewell, words
You can't just lie there!
There are things to do, you silly person
And people still living inside your head
Your cold head
"You know how this goes," you used to say to me
"Now look," you'd say, "Think about it," you'd tell me
"It's so obvious. You know how this one goes"
And all the songs you would have sung that never will be heard now
And all the ways you walked that never will be walked in future
And all the things we did we'll never do again together
And all the memories of pain or joy that only we shared
I am custodian, but all our words are writ on water
We are custodians, but all our words are writ on water
You aren't waiting for me
It doesn't work like that
"Make your own music," you said
"It's time to go on alone"
You can't be dead. You can't!
Get up. You have to work now
Now that they've come to take you away
Wash you, and wind you, and take you away
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You know how this one goes! (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Can you remember what a pillow was?
Do you remember how it felt to feel?
Goodnight, face
Goodbye, breath
Farewell, words
No more time
No more clock
Let it dissolve
Like a dent on a pillow
Or breath on a window
That fades
And then we turn, and there's nobody left to turn, or nothing
There's no body. Just signs of a life that was spent.