• Once More
    What Sarah Said - Death Cab for Cutie


    I was there in a heartbeat,
    But you were already leaving.
    They said you were too far away now.
    They told me you might not be coming back.

    They let me in anyway,
    And, with tears running down my cheeks,
    The only thing I could focus on
    Was you, as you drifted away.

    And the world seemed to float away
    As the fear consumed me.
    And suddenly, I remembered what Sarah said.
    “Love is watching someone die.”

    And I realize now what she meant,
    As I moved from reality to a far away world,
    Which is perfect, consisting of just you and I.
    I know now what she meant.

    I watched their attempts to revive you,
    And listened to the heart monitor
    Beeping with each heartbeat,
    Slowing; gradually leaving.

    I don’t remember answering the Doctor’s questions.
    I couldn’t; it wasn’t possible.
    I couldn’t speak, couldn’t even breathe,
    And I couldn’t take my eyes off you.

    Love is watching someone die.

    I remembered all those times in the past.
    The beautiful ones, just of you and I.
    And recalling them, I wondered something else.
    I asked to no one, “So, who’s gonna watch you die?”

    So who’s gonna watch you die?

    I remembered your marriage proposal,
    And just how beautiful and proper it was.
    I remembered that moment as the yellow peaks on the heart monitor
    Began to decrease dramatically.

    You were being taken away from me,
    After you’d already said, “I do.”
    After we’d already gotten everything we had ever dreamed of,
    You were leaving me…

    I remembered how passionately you always kissed me.
    How passionately you’d caress.
    How much you’d give just for my well being,
    For my protection.

    Until now, I had only been standing in the doorway,
    But, now that the peaks were gone,
    And the beeping morphed into one, monotonous hum,
    Some force of unbelieving drew me closer to you.

    Each step towards you that I took
    Brought forth a new, wonderful memory.
    Each step towards you that I took
    Brought me one step closer towards harsh denial.

    And I’m thinking of what Sarah said.
    That “Love is watching someone die.”
    And I asked myself once more that quiet question.
    “So, who’s gonna watch you die?”

    The doctors and nurses parted for me,
    Each of them bowing their head.
    Out of respect, out of their sorrow,
    Because of their failure.

    I took your hand,
    It was cold; you were gone.
    The tears ran stronger,
    As some childish part of me said you’d come back.

    I stroked your hair, and down to your cheek,
    Hoping to stir you if I called your name.
    Hopelessly pleading
    As that monotonous hum reminded me, this was all too real.

    I put my head down,
    Crying into your forever unmoving chest.
    I cursed you, cursed myself,
    For just watching as you slipped away.

    And I know now what she meant.
    I know now what Sarah meant when she said,

    Love is watching someone die.