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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Death Cab for Cutie - What Sarah Said

And it came to me then, that every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time..
As I stared at my shoes, in the ICU, that reeked of piss and 409.
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself that I’ve already taken too much today, as each descending peak on the LCD took you a little farther away from me.

Away from me.

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines, in a place where we only say goodbye, it stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds.
And I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose, than to have never lain beside at all.
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground, as the TV entertained itself.

‘Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room; ‘just nervous pacers bracing for bad news.
And then the nurse comes ‘round and everyone lifts their heads.
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said: that love is watching someone die.

So who’s gonna watch you die? ...

These lyrics are by Death Cab for Cutie, from What Sarah Said. Posted at 10:30pm on 6 June 2006.
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