Autopsy

I just wanted to tell you
All about the autopsy
We performed on you this morning

And the tragic results revealed
That this illness that took you
Could have been, should have been
Healed

Way down we go

When we took back your skin
Sadness rushed like hydrogen
Your grief there in solid form
Attached itself to your buried corpse

Your bones were all inscribed
With promises all kept inside
For a fine life
For those you love
But, oh, how could you when
No one showed you

How could you when
No one showed you

Now here you are
With all you need to know
From afar
You can just let go