St. Eriksplan

Down in a hole I stay where I'm told Waiting to hear Controlled by the phone Blood is your mind Lay close to mine And we will we wither like skin? Or will we age like wine? Bury your head How can you sleep? While the man that you loved Burns at the stake Now it's clear that your words Would flicker and fade And each day it takes You further away And if I saw you right now I'm not sure what I'd say There's only so many words A dead man can say I guess I'd wish you the best And be on my way