thisisnotadream 7: Tethered

Two cups of coffee
He'll be alright soon
Let him sleep
He's not sure who he is
Two weeks of nothing
I must see him now
I can see a nun atop the stairs

"Bad news. Bad news
Bad news. Bad news
He's gone. He's gone. He's gone
I couldn't help him
From the riverside
Now his bed is empty
And his windows wide"

I think I might know where he is
Get in the car. Get in the car

The church, the church
Hanging by the ceiling
He's still alive
Though hanging still
In a cross-shape
For the crowd gathering

Take these chairs and tables
Build them up against the walls
Take this knife and follow my lead
Now, climb, climb, climb
Until you're high enough
To reach the ropes

You came here to see us cut him down



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Writer(s): Tom Hughes
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