How do you love a person who’s dying?
How do you kiss a corpse?
How do you dream together, crying?
How do you find your way?

Take my hand and make your promises
I won’t be here to know you lied
Find release in borrowed memories
It doesn’t matter that you have sighed

I’ll watch you fall away with the dawning night
I won’t tell you how much my heart aches
A deepening void under my fingernails
Sinking eyes behind a smiling wake

How could I love a person who’s dying?
How could I kiss a corpse?
How could I dream with you, crying?
How could I find my way?

I touch your cheek and find your eyes
Willing to follow wherever you lead
Won’t turn away at choking breaths
Close my eyes; praying Godspeed

You tell me not to waste my worry
Hoping I won’t see you fade
Chasing away my last attempts
To cover you with shade

How would we love a person who’s dying?
How would we kiss a corpse?
How would we dream together, crying?
How would we find our way?

Fingertips and simple kisses
Nothing else to which we cling
Looking out past sorrowed families
Grasping hearts now to sing

But it’s all a fantasy
No one’s here, there’s no we
Just white linens and a TV
Window facing a brick sea

Nothing’s missing from your life
No reason to shed salty tears
Just another wilting flower
Left alone to greet my fears

No one loves a person who’s dying
No one kisses a corpse
No one dreams while someone is crying
No one found the way