MIRIAM
MIRIAM CAN YOU HEAR ME
I AM SORRY
I AM SO SO SORRY
I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU WHO SENT ME THE PICTURE
THE PICTURE OF THE BRIDGE
I WALKED TO OUR SPOT
I WALKED TO THE BRIDGE
BUT I WAS FOLLOWED
I AM SO SORRY
I STOOD AT OUR SPOT ON THE BRIDGE
I WAITED FOR YOU
I SAW MY FACE IN THE WATER
BUT THEN THERE WERE OTHER FACES
THEY CAME FOR ME
LIKE WE ALWAYS FEARED THEY WOULD
SO MANY HANDS
HANDS AROUND MY WRISTS
HANDS AROUND MY WAIST
THEY HELD MY THROAT SO I COULD NOT SCREAM
THEY HELD MY LEGS SO I COULD NOT RUN
HANDS NOT WARM LIKE YOURS
SO COLD
THEY MADE ME WRITE IT
THAT AWFUL POEM
FOR THEIR SICK RITUAL
BUT THEY DID NOT SEND ME TO HELL
I AM STILL UNDER THE BRIDGE
I AM STILL BENEATH THE LILYS
I SEE THEM NOW
THEY ARE GROWING OUT OF ME
MIRIAM
THEY PUT SOMETHING IN MY THROAT
IT HURTS
THE WATER IS SO COLD
I AM ALWAYS SO COLD
MIRIAM
I HAVE SEEN YOU ON THE BRIDGE
LOOKING AT ME
I ALWAYS LOOK BACK AT YOU
BUT YOU ALWAYS WALK AWAY
WHY WONT YOU HELP ME
WHAT DID I DO WRONG
I AM SO SORRY
I NEVER GOT TO TELL YOU
I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
PLEASE KEEP COMING BACK
PLEASE KEEP LOOKING AT ME
IT IS NOT SO COLD
WHEN I SEE YOUR FACE