You Know You’re Not Dead

Send me a note that I might know With all my aching heart Send me the dirt that I might hold So that I know where to start And send me alive for I am not rich Send me alive for I am not rich Before my aching heart Before my aching heart And send me a hope so I might hold 'Cause all my body aches Send me the earth so I might put This letter up on a stake Send me a hope that I might not wretch Send me a hope that I might not wretch Before my aching heart Before my aching heart 'Cause the worst, can you not see? That nothing else matters 'Cause you are my body And you are my arms So come on, girl You know you're not dead You know you're my heart You know you're not open wide And sing out the note so I can hear Just like when we're alone Sing out the notes so they can burn A pattern across the soul Sing me the note so that I can burn Sing me the note so that I can burn Before my aching heart Before my aching heart 'Cause the worst, can you not see? That nothing else matters 'Cause you are my body And you are my arms So come on, girl You know you're not dead You know you're my heart You know you're not open wide So bury me in weird dreams of love Well, you are my home Bury me and dreams of growing old With you in my arms So bury me, oh bury me Send me a note that I might know With all my aching heart Send me the dirt that I might hold So that I know where to start Send me alive for I am not rich Send me alive for I am not rich And you're my aching heart And you're my aching heart now