Oh, Death
Oh, Death, you will have your say
But the place ain't here and the day's not today
Sat at your bed; we spent four days inside
They informed me the white count was high
Late to arrive, I was first to be chided
And latest in wondering why
I'll only tell the children when the children have seen me cry
But you know the look in my eye
Oh, Death, you will have your say
But the place ain't here and the day's not today
An eye on my phone every time you’re alone
Every time you drive down to the sea
Our minds on a light that burned briefly but bright
I should thank you for living with me
Will mutual friends shore your fragments against
Our ruin and their own decline?
And will someone do it with mine?
Oh, Death, you will have your say
But the place ain't here and the day's not today
Oh, Death, you will have your say
