Find Me

"The cure for pain is in the pain,
so it's there that you'll find me.
Until again I forget, 
and again he reminds me,
"Hear my voice in your head,
and think of me kindly."

Let me be, let me be..

Lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"Whatever I was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
The record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless.

I opened like a locket, 
"If you're ever cold," I wrote,
"there's warmth inside me.
I'm the pocket of an old winter coat."
But where she used to say "I need you."
Now...."I don't.""