Can you h

ear me n

ow

Lying in this b

ed

Embedded

in this  

written

story

Can you h

ear me no

w

Calling from this  

bed

I’m 

spitting

words but there’s no

meaning

, 

no

(Now he’s taking his time)

He’s got n

othing to l

ose

(But the  

first thing he sees)

Is the l

ast thing he c

hoose

(And when the m

oment 

arrived)

He just f

ound he had n

othing to  

say

That

day

Can you h

ear me no

w

Sky is turning r

ed

The streets are all

gone

Am I  

dreaming, 

 

no

Can you h

ear me no

w

Falling from this

bed

Nudist 

that

bears 

gifts

But when w

ill 

it

show 

me

(Now she’s taking her time)

She’s got n

othing to l

ose

(But the f

irst thing she sees)

Is the l

ast thing she’d  

choose

(And when the m

oment 

arrived)

She just f

ound she had n

othing to s

ay

That

day

He lies awake in his bed every night devising ways to conceal the  

strain

She never tells of her midnight fears or admits that she does the  

same

They never meet, never touch, never speak and for one tired old re

frain

Can you h

ear me n

ow

Lying in this b

ed

Embedded 

 

in this w

ritten 

 

story

Can you h

ear me n

ow

Calling from this  

bed

I’m spitting  

words