It’s Not Time to Go Yet

I've often seen a man
Yardstick and clock face instead of hands
He has measured pain and pleasure both to death
I've felt the kiss
Of his narcotic lips
He has probed in the folds beneath my dress
I watch my feelings
Fade way revealing
A cold pathway to a bridal bed
But when he lays me down
I just feign sleeping
Cause it's not time to go yet
No it's not time to go yet

There's cancer in the air
Think I've never been so scared
Of the cold metal numbness in my chest
Don't go to sleep
Stay beside me while I weep
Or I don't think I'll make it through this test
If you still see me
Please don't leave me
Alone with the devils in my head
Push, stretch
This night into morning
'Cause it's not time to go yet
No it's not time to go yet

The worn out pilgrim tells
Of the forging of great bells
That shall sound when his feet can finally rest
Cast in the fire
That has burnt through all desire
And cooled by the milk of mother's breast
They ring sweetly
Promising me
Release from the labor of this breath
But when I hear those bells
I just feign sleeping
'Cause it's not time to go yet
No it's not time to go yet