Are we all of us untrained?
How do we open arms of giving?
We make these unions on our own
Did you swallow up some spirit?

But I should have gone
To see you go
I should have gone
To see you

At the hospital
Words were dripping from your mouth
Why can’t you stay?
I should have gone to see you go
I should have gone to see you go

Unceasing
"I'll be fine"
With whatever happens
With whatever happens

Got closed off, frightened
No mystery left to find
In the flat glare of blue light
Reflected in my eyes

Will my body live in tension?
Will I carry doubt through my life?

I'll treat it carefully, ah
I'll treat it carefully, ah
I'll treat it carefully, ah
I'll treat it carefully, ah