And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time br As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409 br And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today br As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me br br Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye br It stung like a violent wind that out memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds br But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all br And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself br br 'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room br Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news br And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads br But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die" br br So who's going to watch you die?..