Remember the Teletubbies
We can't speak with you again
I can speak of and at you
We tried all of the above, we
Cast in marble
At your side, a thing that
Brought such obvious pleasure to your eyes
At your side, a stone Teletubby
It hurts to think about your name
Baby, I struggle to to say your name
What words - said or lettered - could cradle you
Baby, I just want to speak something
Both of us - we want to speak something
Something. Anything. To anyone
The stones aren't nothing
The smile's not nothing
Of all our love of you
I love you
That will stay
Can't make it better. I can't utter - I can't stutter
Anything that will weather, that will stay
I know she's straining
When she says I did justice to our feelings
The stones aren't nothing
The smile's not nothing
Of all our love of you
Everything here - vying for eminence
Record, or penitent
Unravelling into the earth
Going down in silence
Writer/s: Language of Prairie Dogs
