Phyllis before you were dead I'd hoped you'd see some thread tightly connecting it all The cosmos unfold Is there light? Does it shine brightly? Forming a beacon, exposing hope for us now? You said: Nitsa's a beautiful girl Hooray for the living Boo that my back is so sore Curse when I'm gone If there's a light, not in gravestones Go start a fire Quickly, go burn what you find Phyllis before you were dead You mumbled and sputtered Exploding a body for us Ancient indeed Shake the dead Shake the dead Wake them and tell them Nothing has changed in this world