Esme, could you shut the door   And put the oil lamp on the floor?   I feel it coming on again   Just like it did on Saturday      Voices after murder park   In the damp in the dark   Maybe we should call the law   Maybe we should call the child's parents      I'll love you until the end   Hi, hello, what have you seen?   God, it's good to hear your voice again   Did you miss your brother      Darling, I will always love you   Lying, in a shallow grave   There's a church nearby and a railway   On a bed of mud and wire      Esme, find out where the child is buried   Marry the first born   Bury the stillborn   I love you and I always will      We are lying here, waiting to be buried   We are lying here and you're losing   Contact with the dead   Please don't ask about the future      I am not a fortune teller   I know you're just being civil   But don't make this trivial   Uncles I have never seen      Only in my own dead dream   On a bed of mud and wire   Esme, find out where the child is buried   I'll love you until the end