Cracks In The Canvas

How do we cope
with the days after a death?
Empty days. Nothing left
Not even a funeral

I see shapes falling inside paintings
Animals and humans, row upon row
Walking toward something
Waiting for something

I'm looking for an answer,
me and a million others
Disbelievers
Deserted lovers
Dear God, you'd better not let me down this time

Cracks in the canvas
look like roads
that never end



Credits
Writer(s): John Alexander William Parish, Polly Jean Harvey
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