Absence and Presence

If I die, survive me with such sheer force

that you waken the furies of the pallid and the cold,

from south to south lift your indelible eyes,

from sun to sun dream through your singing mouth.

I don't want your laughter or your steps to waver,

I don't want my heritage of joy to die.

Don't call up my person. I am absent.

Live in my absence as if in a house.

Absence is a house so vast

that inside you will pass through its walls

and hang pictures on the air.

Absence is a house so transparent

that I, lifeless, will see you, living,

and if you suffer, my love, I will die again.

Pablo Neruda

Love is Dead

It's the emptiness that follows you down

It's the ache inside when it all burns out

It's poisonous it muscles it aches

It's everything you had when it breaks

It's the emptiness that's all you have left

Too terrified of your frozen breath

It's a bitter mouth it's buttered and knived

It's the awful truth you fight for your life

It might as well it might as well hurt

It might as well it might as well

I went down to rescue you

I went all the way down

Fill your hungry wretched life

Here they come it's closing time

It's the bitter root it's twisted inside

It's the heart you used to have when it died

It's the emptiness it poisons it lies

It's everything that you'll never find

It might as well it might as well hurt

It might as well it might as well

I went down for the remains

Sort through all your blurs and stains

Take your rapture blister burns

Stand in line it's not your turn

All dressed in red, always the bride

Off with her head, all dressed in white

Off with her headI went down to rescue you

I went all the way down

I went down for the remains

Sort through all your blurs and stains

Ooh, I will follow you

Anytime anywhere

Ooh, when they come for you

Just say you don't care

Hole