No one at funerals realizeall the unfulfilled dreamsand desireseep and slip from the deadinto our livesYour grandmothers corpsea trojan horsefull of gin and secret nights of unfulfilled passion
It belongs to you now
Dancing into the early morningcircling town drunk on the trainlooking for an address that no longer exists

No one at funerals realize
all the unfulfilled dreams
and desire
seep and slip from the dead
into our lives

Your grandmothers corpse
a trojan horse
full of gin and secret nights of
unfulfilled passion


It belongs to you now

Dancing into the early morning
circling town drunk on the train
looking for an address that no longer exists