Doyle Is Dead

So they left you there alone
In your hospital bed
But you were happy spending your last days
With a woman you wed

Isn't this the day when you sneak out
To the garden?
Isn't this the day when you die
With a snowdrop in your hand?

Can anybody save anybody, save anybody?
Can anybody save anybody, save anybody?

So my heart's been filed away in the bibliothèque
Little pieces hidden inside appendix, annexed in ten
I can see your silhouette on my basement staircase
I can hear your footsteps in my head quickening their pace

And as the footsteps get louder I can feel your shoestring
Caressing my neck
I'm ready to untie this knot in my neck
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready

Can anybody save anybody, save anybody?
Can anybody save anybody, save anybody?