When I Was Dead

When I was dead I wore a strong perfume

When I was dead I never left the room

-- and I saw the apples hanging, like moments in the orchard --

But falling into action, the moment soon is over -- no returns

When I was dead I wasn't interested in sex

I didn't even care what happened next

I was free as a penny whistle, and silent as the glove

I wasn't me to speak of, just a thousand ancient feelings

That vanished into nothing -- into love

When I was dead somebody took my hand (When I was dead)

I couldn't see his face I took his hand (I couldn't see...)

And the Devil asked me to supper -- he said

"Careful with the spoons!"

And God said "Oh, ignore him! I've got all your albums"

I said "Yes, but who's got all the tunes?"

When I was dead

When I was dead

When I was dead

When I was dead