The Operation

I was having an operation done, no I didn't know what for
 I just ended up being there, hadn't been paying attention
 I was very afraid - we were downtown outside
 It seemed hardly the place for an operation
 I wish there was someone there, someone I knew
 And you know the kind of pain that comes from the fear of change
 From knowing you've lost some blood or seen dear hearts dangling
 Well it was certainly there as things were studied and removed
 Then that went too, mysterious and glistening
 There was a woman there, she stepped from my side
 To present to me all the dormant mouths
 These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned, remain unassigned
 Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
 They showed me things I couldn't recognize
 And then they took them away, saying "You don't deserve them"
 As I watched my hands move now free from me
 They had more subtle ways and shades of emotion
 As I looked at them, mysterious and glistening
 They seemed to say, "How could you have known - you may never know"
 These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned, remain unassigned
 Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room
 Graceful became my hands they fluttered and danced away
 Graceful became my heart as it pumped apart from me
 Graceful became my tongue rhyme and meter running away
 I was having an operation done, no I didn't know what for
 I just ended up being there, hadn't been paying attention
 These things remain unassigned, remain unassigned, remain unassigned
 Faithful that I was a tomb, they stepped in my room and looted my room