Middle of the room

All the light’s in the middle of the room.
All the light’s in the middle of the room.
I turn around and see you in the corner in the gloom.
Come over to the middle of the room.
You’re always sitting on the fence all night,
Drop into the garden it’ll be all right.
They may dig a better tomb but here the flowers grow forever,
Come on over to the middle of the room.
There’s no point being wary for this afterlife’s not scary,
Come on over to the middle of the room.
You like the feel of my skin and voice don’t you?
You like the old parts you remember but there’s also something new.
You’re warming to the smell and you know it’s ending well,
Come on over to the middle of the room.
You looked up to the sky and saw a saviour,
But we all know running’s not the right behaviour.
Wave them off and say you’ll manage,
Let them take their metal carriage.
And leave you with us in the middle of the room.

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