Royal Children’s Hospital Level 4 Bed 6D
There’s a place near the road
Where you fell and said that you felt light
But afraid of the way you ran
Your eyes were always on the ground
Oh please please Emily take these memories of five-acre fields
And the wind that runs and flies to corners of your lungs
Its better now I can take
Make believe and children and their aches
And the sight of your paling hands
And sighs whenever you would stand
Oh please please Emily take these memories of five-acre fields
And the wind that runs and flies to corners of your lungs
And I need to tell you we still ride the railway on our Sundays
I need to lie awake and hear the planes go on their southern run