Wakes

They've wrapped him in a sheet

He could be anyone

We say a psalm

As we would for anyone

And I've been here before

And I can't mend this living

I cannot mend this

You misunderstood

If what you want from me

Is to give thanks for this empty

Tenderness

And I've got too much left in me

To never wonder if there could be

Something else

I cannot mend this

I can't mend this

I can't mend this

I can't mend this

I can't mend this

I can't mend this living

I can't mend this living

I can't mend this living

I can't mend this living

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