You put your hand on top of mine / you’re talking fast but talking blind / and I can’t
bring myself to meet your eyes / ‘cos death is slowly covering you / in galaxies of black
and blue / and under your skin all his colours bloom / And you’re only half here / like
someone left a frail body and took the rest / But I remember when you were strong /
Never wanted help from no-one / What you’ve become is not who I remember / Is this
the cooling of the embers? / She’s off again through summers past / the smell of rain
and freshly cut grass / Seems those ordinary days are the ones that last / Cos he was
there, the one you loved / the one you never did let go of / and there’s something you
know as you’re looking up / Cos you’re only half here / Like someone left a frail body
and stole the rest / But I remember when you were strong / Never wanted help from
no-one / What you’ve become is not who I remember / Is this the cooling of the
embers? / Is this the cooling of the embers? / Cos you are not who I remember / It’s
like you are a child, you are a child , you are a child once more / and all of our
yesterday’s have gone / You put your hand on top of mine / You’re talking fast but
talking blind / and I can’t bring myself to meet your eyes…
bring myself to meet your eyes / ‘cos death is slowly covering you / in galaxies of black
and blue / and under your skin all his colours bloom / And you’re only half here / like
someone left a frail body and took the rest / But I remember when you were strong /
Never wanted help from no-one / What you’ve become is not who I remember / Is this
the cooling of the embers? / She’s off again through summers past / the smell of rain
and freshly cut grass / Seems those ordinary days are the ones that last / Cos he was
there, the one you loved / the one you never did let go of / and there’s something you
know as you’re looking up / Cos you’re only half here / Like someone left a frail body
and stole the rest / But I remember when you were strong / Never wanted help from
no-one / What you’ve become is not who I remember / Is this the cooling of the
embers? / Is this the cooling of the embers? / Cos you are not who I remember / It’s
like you are a child, you are a child , you are a child once more / and all of our
yesterday’s have gone / You put your hand on top of mine / You’re talking fast but
talking blind / and I can’t bring myself to meet your eyes…
Written by Missy Higgins © 2012