Silence may wound the fearful
Words say more than they should
Your thoughts may not be evil
And yet in deed they would make it

Too late for you to go
Too late for you to show
Your life’s in shreds
Too late for you to cry
Too late to say goodbye
Your mind is dead

Heartbreak may wound the lonely
Love can destroy the strong
Reasons may not be evil
You’ll still be told you’re wrong
And it will be

Too late for you to go
Too late for you to show
Your life’s in shreds
Too late for you to cry
Too late to say goodbye
Your mind is dead

And why should it be that you suffer
At the hands of your lover
Or your Father or your Mother or closest friend
And why should you cry every evening
Not know why you are grieving
For a life you’ve never had has come to an end
And it will be

Too late for you to go
Too late for you to show
Your life’s in shreds
Too late for you to cry
Too late to say goodbye
Your mind is dead

©Emily Coates
2005