She's Dead
Written about the death of my mother after an 8 month battle with leukemia…
The phone rings at one a.m.
or was it ten past?
I can't remember the exact time
Only the flash
Of the numbers in red
Telling me what I already feared
Time has stopped in here
A familiar voice on the line
But not there for idle chat
Not this time
Wide awake now, I know that
"She's dead."
"She died ten minutes before
I held her hand as she lay on her bed
she suffers no more"
Two clicks as the phone gets put down
Now the only sound
is my partner grunting in his sleep
in a drugged and drunken state
no comfort or use to me
I'm drained of emotion,
no love and no hate
No hope of things improving
All is still, nothing moving
Time has ended on this night
She's left us for the promise of light
or was it ten past?
I can't remember the exact time
Only the flash
Of the numbers in red
Telling me what I already feared
Time has stopped in here
A familiar voice on the line
But not there for idle chat
Not this time
Wide awake now, I know that
"She's dead."
"She died ten minutes before
I held her hand as she lay on her bed
she suffers no more"
Two clicks as the phone gets put down
Now the only sound
is my partner grunting in his sleep
in a drugged and drunken state
no comfort or use to me
I'm drained of emotion,
no love and no hate
No hope of things improving
All is still, nothing moving
Time has ended on this night
She's left us for the promise of light
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