Gary Was a Postman

You've been writing letters You've been writing all night Where do you send those letters that you write? 'Cos I've been getting empty envelopes Delivered to my door I open every one in hope Empty causes Where do you send those letters? Signed and sealed Your gravest words These words work for fire lighters I am stationary, embering I take to fire in the heat of this moment You turn to smoke in the green of the flame The feast has been laid but you push it away Where do you send those letters? Signed and sealed Your gravest words Where do you send those letters? Signed and sealed Your gravest words Empty causes