As you ate last night
Neither of you spoke
Dishes, TV, bed
The dark was filled with dread
But at least the war is over
All the living are dead and the dead are all living
The war is over and we are beginning
Here it comes, here comes the first day
Here it comes, here comes the first day
It starts
up in our bedroom after the war
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