That Day

Can you hear me now

Lying in this bed

Embedded in this written story

Can you hear me now

Calling from this bed

I'm spitting words but there's no meaning no

Now he's taking his time

He's got nothing to lose

But the first thing he sees

Is the last thing he choose

And when the moment arrived

He just found he had nothing to say

That day

Can you hear me now

Sky is turning red

The streets are all gone

Am I dreaming no

Can you hear me now

Falling from this bed

Nudist that bears gifts

But when will it show me

Now she's taking her time

She's got nothing to lose

But the first thing she sees

Is the last thing she choose

And when the moment arrived

She just found she had nothing to say

That day

He lies awake in his bed every night

Devising ways to conceal the strain

She never tells of her midnight fears

Or admits that she does the same

They never meet never touch

Never speak and for one tired old refrain

Can you hear me now

Lying in this bed

Embedded in this written story

Can you hear me now

Calling from this bed

I'm spitting words but there's no meaning