I was having an operation done, no I didn't know what for
I just ended up being there, hadn't been paying attention
I was very afraid - we were downtown outside
It seemed hardly the place for an operation
I wish there was someone there, someone I knew
And you know the kind of pain that comes from the fear of change
From knowing you've lost some blood or seen dear hearts dangling
Well it was certainly there as things were studied and removed
Then that went too, mysterious and glistening
There was a woman there, she stepped from my side
To present to me all the dormant mouths
These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned
Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
They showed me things I couldn't recognize
And then they took them away, saying "You don't deserve them"
As I watched my hands move now free from me
They had more subtle ways and shades of emotion
As I looked at them, mysterious and glistening
They seemed to say, "How could you have known - you may never know"
These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned
Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
Graceful became my hands they fluttered and danced away
Graceful became my heart as it pumped apart from me
Graceful became my tongue rhyme and meter running away
When I get there they'll meet me there
I just ended up being there, hadn't been paying attention
I was very afraid - we were downtown outside
It seemed hardly the place for an operation
I wish there was someone there, someone I knew
And you know the kind of pain that comes from the fear of change
From knowing you've lost some blood or seen dear hearts dangling
Well it was certainly there as things were studied and removed
Then that went too, mysterious and glistening
There was a woman there, she stepped from my side
To present to me all the dormant mouths
These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned
Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
They showed me things I couldn't recognize
And then they took them away, saying "You don't deserve them"
As I watched my hands move now free from me
They had more subtle ways and shades of emotion
As I looked at them, mysterious and glistening
They seemed to say, "How could you have known - you may never know"
These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned
Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
Graceful became my hands they fluttered and danced away
Graceful became my heart as it pumped apart from me
Graceful became my tongue rhyme and meter running away
When I get there they'll meet me there