The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away 
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully 
They might so I'm waiting and staying awake 
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep

The papers around me are piling
And twisting regina the paper back mummy
What then 
I'm taking the knife to the books that i own
And chopping and chopping and boiling soup from stone
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep