Now My Heart Is Full

by Morrissey

There’s gonna be some trouble,
a whole house will need re-building.
And everyone I love in the house
will recline on an analyst’s couch quite soon.
Your Father cracks a joke,
and in the usual way
empties the room.

Tell all of my friends
(I don’t have too many—
just some rain-coated lovers’ puny brothers).

I’m tired again, I’ve tried again, and
now my heart is full.
Now my heart is full.
And I just can’t explain,
so I won’t even try to.

Underact, express depression—
ah, but Bunnie, I loved you.
I was tired again,
I’ve tried again, and
now my heart is full.
Now my heart is full.
And I just can’t explain,
so I won’t even try to.

Could you pass by?
Will you pass by?
Could you pass by?
Oh...
now my heart is full.
Now my heart is full.
And I just can’t explain
so... slow....

LSS-ing on this since last night, when I stumbled upon it again after years of not listening to it. I got goosebumps hearing it again; the lyrics just cut me to the bone.

But I just can’t explain, so I won’t even try to.