You Know You’re Not Dead
Send me a note that I might know
With all my aching heart
Send me the dirt that I might hold
So that I know where to start
And send me alive for I am not rich
Send me alive for I am not rich
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
And send me a hope so I might hold
'Cause all my body aches
Send me the earth so I might put
This letter up on a stake
Send me a hope that I might not wretch
Send me a hope that I might not wretch
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
'Cause the worst, can you not see?
That nothing else matters
'Cause you are my body
And you are my arms
So come on, girl
You know you're not dead
You know you're my heart
You know you're not open wide
And sing out the note so I can hear
Just like when we're alone
Sing out the notes so they can burn
A pattern across the soul
Sing me the note so that I can burn
Sing me the note so that I can burn
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
'Cause the worst, can you not see?
That nothing else matters
'Cause you are my body
And you are my arms
So come on, girl
You know you're not dead
You know you're my heart
You know you're not open wide
So bury me in weird dreams of love
Well, you are my home
Bury me and dreams of growing old
With you in my arms
So bury me, oh bury me
Send me a note that I might know
With all my aching heart
Send me the dirt that I might hold
So that I know where to start
Send me alive for I am not rich
Send me alive for I am not rich
And you're my aching heart
And you're my aching heart now
With all my aching heart
Send me the dirt that I might hold
So that I know where to start
And send me alive for I am not rich
Send me alive for I am not rich
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
And send me a hope so I might hold
'Cause all my body aches
Send me the earth so I might put
This letter up on a stake
Send me a hope that I might not wretch
Send me a hope that I might not wretch
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
'Cause the worst, can you not see?
That nothing else matters
'Cause you are my body
And you are my arms
So come on, girl
You know you're not dead
You know you're my heart
You know you're not open wide
And sing out the note so I can hear
Just like when we're alone
Sing out the notes so they can burn
A pattern across the soul
Sing me the note so that I can burn
Sing me the note so that I can burn
Before my aching heart
Before my aching heart
'Cause the worst, can you not see?
That nothing else matters
'Cause you are my body
And you are my arms
So come on, girl
You know you're not dead
You know you're my heart
You know you're not open wide
So bury me in weird dreams of love
Well, you are my home
Bury me and dreams of growing old
With you in my arms
So bury me, oh bury me
Send me a note that I might know
With all my aching heart
Send me the dirt that I might hold
So that I know where to start
Send me alive for I am not rich
Send me alive for I am not rich
And you're my aching heart
And you're my aching heart now
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Sutherland, Ian Turnbell, Arne Kolb, David Smith, Andrew Keeney, David Fothergill, Rory Sutherland
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