You've grown up so much since I saw you all those days ago   Still got that look about you still got those things that we know   Red gilded place in the woods and the words that were said   Black twisted branches that hid all the things that we did      You threaded wasps on to string and you gave them to me   You touched the edges of their wings and the insides of me   All of the years make a picture that's faded and bright   All of the years make us different and faded and bright      Bring back the bodies and lay them out for me   Smooth down their crisp clear white wings in the morning   Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies   Lay them out slowly and string them up gently for me      Small piles of sticks built up like temples to time in the sun   Beds of green leaves laid out where fear and O negative burn   Strange to see you in a suit but your shoes are still red   Strange to see you at the front after all that you said      Your face changed a long time ago   But you're the same underneath this sleet   That whirls around like a line between worlds   And there are birds in here singing lullabies to me   About bodies and you and me and all that we've seen   And you and all that you've seen      Bring back the bodies and open them for me   Lift out their shimmering hearts in the morning   Bring back the yellow and black of the ocean   Let me out slowly and sing to me coldly   Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies   Let me in slowly and string me up sensitively