You, you were made of rocks and stone
Not white blood cells and borrowed bone
You, you were made of stars and steel
Not hospital and aircraft meals

By the bedside, not the fireside, the air is red in here
These small green pills in bottles don't make monsters disappear
So shut, shut the window, wash your hands
This, this was not part of the plan

You, you were made of hurricanes
Selflessness and sky-blue blood inside your veins
You, you were made of something real
In a world of world where we all lie and cheat and steal

By the bedside, not the fireside, faces melt away like ice
Bodies leaving beating hearts, long-lost loves with no more fight
Shut, shut the window, wash your hands
This, this was not part of the plan


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