Warm Sharp Bath Sleep - En Minor

She looked young to me, they said

And she’d lived there forty years with him

Blindly in love

She has gleefully visited

Your 8×8 vacant grave

Where you’ll lay pale and true

Where you will lay, after all these years, stark and blue

Warm, sharp, bath, sleep

Enthused, ensues, concludes

She wore a mask, crooked and frail

And she had a gun, aimed reckless

But you let her in anyway

Because you claimed you recognized, and loved her still, after all this time

Warm, sharp, bath, sleep

Enthused, ensues, concludes

Warm, sharp, bath, sleep

Enthused, ensues, concludes

Love is calling you to the grave