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He sent me to you
There is a part of me on which her tear fell
Then went down to the floor
She sent a note too
I can read it to you in her voice
She taught me how to pronounce ‘sorry’ and ‘I’ and ‘can't’ and ‘do’ and ‘this’ and ‘anymore’.
I know how to say ‘by the time you read this I will probably be dead.’
Your housemaid received me with a smile
Mistook me for an expression of love
Now I sit here in the centre of the centre table
Staring at the door unmoving
Waiting for you to come home
It's been like a couple of hours
Your maid just left
It's starting to get hot in here
Oh there is a fire in here
Parts of me are starting to burn up, curl
Will you not come back?
Will you not come home?
Did you not leave something valuable in here to come back for?
Will you not come back before it's all cool down ashes?
Till I am cool down ashes?
Have you ever left felt like this?
Felt like a rose with the suicide note in the middle of a burning house?
Felt like someone's last hope to live on fire?
Like a chance of saving a loved one, on fire?
Hey it's all cooled down ashes in here
There is not much left of me to recognise
Oh you are here
Crumbling your paintings with soft touches
Standing in the middle of the room,
Looking at everything as if you can bring it back to life with your eyes
It's been a while since you’ve been standing there
People have come and gone
You haven't spoken much since
And you fall in the midst of ashes
Have you ever felt like this?
Felt like a dead hope?
Like a dead rose?