The Dead Lay Very Still
by Sex Positions· from Self-Titled
Nothing's new and it'll never be
Disbelief follows uncertainty
And this band plays on,
and somehow life goes on.
As it's built up,
it begins to fade
This city's stale,
and has nothing to offer me
Night after night
I forget how many days
my love picked up moved across the sea
I watched them grow old
and it's beginning to change.
They'll take so many secrets to the grave
A life of paupers gave me the life of a king.
The death, and the dying
She spread her wings