Peter Silberman
Shiva
[Intro]
Suddenly every machine stopped at once
And the monitors beeped the last time
Hundreds of thousands of hospital beds
And all of them empty but mine

[Verse 1]
Well, I was lying down with my feet in the air
Completely unable to move
The bed was misshapen, and awkward and tall
And clearly intended for you

[Verse 2]
You checked yourself out when you put me to bed
And tore that old band off your wrist
But you came back to see me for a minute or less
And left me your ring in my fist

[Verse 3]
My hair started growing, my face became yours
My femur was breaking in half
The sensation was scissors and too much to scream
So instead I just started to laugh

[Outro]
Suddenly every machine stopped at once
And the monitors beeped the last time
Hundreds of thousands of hospital beds
And all of them empty but mine