An Appendix - Tamas Wells

I woke with a start her hand on my head

I didn't know I could have been dead

And under the knife I decided that I

Would make an observation on the volatility of the mind

Cause Henderson's gone he took up a place in the brochure

He'd shown me at the park with the map that he marked

The conversation led to me to believe that I was back at the start

And after I knew I told her

That I could have been dead if she didn't decide

To call them and say that the appendix just may

Not make it to the morning and the pain it bent me over in two

I crawled to the door and they carried me out to the surgical floor

Then the feeling was gone with the medicine on

The operation went until the morning and I woke up at nine

And after I knew I told her

That I could have been dead if she didn't decide

To call them and say that the appendix just may

Not make it to the morning and the pain it bent me over in two

I crawled to the door and they carried me out to the surgical floor

Then the feeling was gone with the medicine on

The operation went until the morning and I woke up at nine