It's been a long time, on this bed,
        listening to all these songs of the dead
May be I should play something else instead,
        a song that could make everything redd.

"Dear, Do you remember any such song,
        that could make me forever strong?"
"Oh Joe, You waited all this time long
        for a notion which you'll never get along."

May be that's where I went wrong,
        I regret begging you to remember that song.
All I wanted was to try my luck before it's too long.
        I thought you'd remember, that your love was that vigorous song.

So now, I am back to the songs of the dead
        wishing for that day to come with no dread.
I hope for that day, a day with no more worries ahead,
        on which I get that final mend, for all these wounds in my head.

Now I can't feel a thing in this body
          Now I am nothing but a dead-body.
oh God, don't breath a new life into this body, of this noddy
          Just let me stay in this lifeless body, to lead a life with no jeopardy.