It's good to be alive This sleep has been too long the lidless life in this domain has left me far from strong but once again I see the eyes Of young girls in the street I am not here, I have not died There's victory in defeat And every morning now the door is open And in the corner I adore The widow left unbroken And all is well and so it will Remain for many years now And though the days will not sit still At least the flowers heads bow Tea cup lungs are heaving Misplaced loves are now ungrieving And I am free from guilt And I am free from guilt