WHAT MARIA SAID




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 409

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 sung like a violent wind
That our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds

And I knew that you were 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 Maria said

That love is watching someone die

So who's gonna watch you die

Benjamin Gibbard / Nicholas Harmer

                                           

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