Henry
Henry lies quietly
Amid his empty room
And probes his open heart
To verify the wound
He receives the phone call
He rewinds the message tape
He walks to the window
Lets the sweat pour down the fire escape
I am listening to you
I am listening to you
And you don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't have to
Empty in the hour
The thought of going on
Feels real
And unreal
Until the feeling's gone
And like a boy that begs for bread
The snapshot is all there is
To remind you of your place
And return you to the hungry masses
I am listening to you
I am listening to you
And you don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't have to
Henry lies quietly
Beneath the ceiling fan
The blades become invisible
And he becomes entranced
No one knows the future
And no one cares about the past
But when a star is dying
We all claim
It couldn't last
I am listening to you
I am listening to you
And you don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't have to
You don't have to
You don't have to
You don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't say a word
You don't have to
You don't say a word
You don't have to