I LOST MY VOICE I'M JUST LIKE YESTERDAY PAPERS
THAT DON'T MAKE A POINT WITH ANY THE NEWS THEY BRING
I'M LIKE URGENT LOVE' LETTERS LOST IN THE MAIL
ARRIVING THAT SO MUCH A LITTLE TOO LATE
WHEN THEY DO NOT MEAN A THING
AND EMILY WROTE 'BOUT 'LOVE'S STRICKEN WHY'
THE WORDS THAT SHE USED WERE A LITTLE OBTUSE
BUT NEVER A LIE HUGEST HARTS DOTH BREAK
LIKE A PIECE OF CAKE
I LOST MY HEART, WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT
SOMETHING BROKEN WAS SO HARD TO GUARD
THE ABSENCE IS HEAVY
IT'S PRESSING LIKE AIR
I'M A GHOST A NOBODY
WHO'S NOT EVEN THERE
AND EMILY TELL ME IS ALL THIS A LIE
OR DO WE AT SOME POINT STOP LOOKING FOR THINGS
WE'RE NOT MEANT TO FIND
OR IS HE STILL ON YOUR MIND?
WELL
YES
