The Riverbed - Owen Pallett

Heart heart in your mouth

Hand on the paper

The new work that you found

The gift of your depression weighs you

Down down down down

Then when you wake for the sixth straight day with a Tanqueray

You will rise rise again and drink again

Hurtle hurtle over the breach

Let your body fall out of reach

On the day that you find your thirties have left you childless

Remember when you meet your coupled friends with unease:

The world will forget all the good they have done

And the world will forget all the good you have done

Hurtle hurtle over the breach

Let your body fall out of reach

Out of house out of thought out of your mind

Lay your head lay your heart next to mine

And try to admit that you might have it wrong

And when you admit that you might have it wrong

Thunderhead thunderhead

I will be your riverbed