The Life You Save May Be Your Own

Unaware of destiny I'd raised the window blind
A common moment of abstraction I confess, confined
If I had known the watershed lay so close ahead
I would have begged my Juliet, "Please, don't go to bed"
In retrospect things seem so obvious and clear
Like a steady silent strangling, blood on red veneer
As odd as it may sound, if I could I'd rewind time
For a white mule visits me since I have raised the blind

Are you there for me?
Are you there for me?
Inside the storm
The life you save may be your own

Knocked up in the bedroom Juliet slept peacefully
Up the pole, holding her belly, unconscious scrutiny
She didn't hear me when I said those words I can't unwind
"A white mule stares at me since I have raised the blind"

Are you there for me?
Are you there for me?
Inside the storm
The life you save may be your own
Are you there for me?
Are you there for me?
Inside the storm
The life you save may be your own

Next day there were no pictures hanging on our walls
The cradle, it was gone, along with all the Russian dolls
Incredulously, I sleepwalked through many droning days
Her wailing free line signal, the mocking garden gate
Now the neighbours claim I'd have completely lost it
They deny she had anything stuck under her armpit
But as sure as my stare is two thousand yards wide
The cradle was there and the white mule
Still gapes
Behind the blind

Are you there for me?
Are you there for me?
Inside the storm
The life you save may be your own
Are you there for me?
Are you there for me?
Inside the storm
The life you save may be your own
The life you save may be your own
The life you save may be your own



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Knandel
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