In

a

ni-

ght-

mare,

I

am

fal-

ling

From

the

ce-

i-

ling

in-

to

bed

be-

side

you

You're

a-

sleep,

I'm

screa-

mi-

ng,

Sho-

ving

you

to

try

to

wake

you

up

And

like

be-

fo-

re,

you've

got

no

inte-

rest

In

the

li-

fe

you

live

when

you're

a-

wake

Your

drea-

ms

still

fol-

low

sto-

ry-

lines,

Like

fi-

c-

tions

you

would

make.

So

I

lie

dow-

n

a-

gainst

your

back,

Un-

til

we're

bo-

th

back

in

the

hos-

pi-

tal

But

no-

w

it's

not

a

can-

cer

ward,

We're

slee-

p-

ing

in

the

morgue

Men

and

wo-

men

in

blue

and

white,

They

are

sin-

ging

all

a-

round

you

With

hea-

vy

sho-

vels

hol-

ding

earth

You're

be-

ing

bu-

ried

to

your

neck

In

that

hos-

pi-

tal

bed,

Be-

ing

bu-

ried

quite

a-

live

Now

I'm

try-

ing

to

di-

g

you

out

But

all

you

want

is

to

be

bu-

ried

there

to-

ge-

ther

You're

screa-

ming

And

cur-

sing

And

an-

gry

And

hur-

ting

me

And

then

smi-

ling

And

cry-

ing

A-

po-

lo-

gi-

zi-

ng

I've

wo-

ken

u-

p,

I'm

in

our

bed,

But

there

is

no

brea-

thing

bo-

dy

there

be-

side

me

Some-

one

must

have

ta-

ken

you

While

I

was

stuck

a-

sleep

But

I

know

bet-

ter

as

my

eyes

Ad-

just

you've

been

gone

for

quite

a-

while

now,

And

I

don't

wo-

rk

there

in

the

ho-

spi-

tal

They

ha-

d

to

let

me

go

When

I

try

to

move

my

arms

some-

times,

They

wei-

gh

too

much

to

li-

ft

I

think

you

bu-

ried

me

a-

wa-

ke

My

one

and

o-

n-

ly

par-

ting

gi-

ft

But

you

re-

tu-

rn

to

me

at

night

Just

when

I

thi-

nk

I

may

have

fal-

len

a-

sleep

Your

fa-

ce

is

up

a-

gainst

mine

And

I'm

too

ter-

ri-

fied

to

speak

You're

screa-

ming

And

cur-

sing

And

ang-

ry

And

hur-

ting

me

And

then

smi-

ling

And

cry-

ing

A-

po-

lo-

gi-

zi-

ng

You're

screa-

ming

And

cur-

sing

And

ang-

ry

And

hur-

ting

me

And

then

smi-

ling

And

cry-

ing

A-

po-

lo-

gi-

zi-

ng

You're

screa-

ming

And

cur-

sing

And

ang-

ry

And

hur-

ting

me

And

then

smi-

ling

And

cry-

ing

A-

po-

lo-

gi-

zi-

ng