Not Too Soon

She: colour-blind, tired eyes Her hallway aching She'll never move him, likes it that way He's just a walker and he'll never stop walking away "It's not too soon," he said "It's not too soon at all" "You might as well be dead," he said "If you're afraid to fall" I said, "I know her" She said, "why do you stare so hard Wrapped up like a doll in bad dreams and broken arms?" Make these old bones shiver "It's not too soon," he said "It's not too soon at all" "You might as well be dead," he said "If you're afraid to fall" I said, "I know her" The last time I saw you You were standing in the dark And with a freezing face I watched you fall apart "It's not too soon," he said "It's not too soon at all" "You might as well be dead," he said "If you're afraid to fall" I said "Done your time, been in your place I couldn't look you in the face And tell you that it turns me on It makes my stomach turn I know I know her"