Every Time I Die

Wait until they send your son home in a box.
See if you're dancing when water is everywhere.
Anguish is endless but death's unambiguous.
Wave as it carries him off
and pose while it fits you in hospital gowns.
Flirt with the men dressed in white.
Slip into bed with the fire that consumes your house.
Sing on you surveillance tape.
Smile in your autopsy photo for once.
Phone up the boys that have buried your bones.
Where do you get off loving life?
As if its done any of us any good.
You're going to wish you were me when the unsuspecting are dragged
to their graves
and you're standing on the edge holding a rose.
Dead
where we stand
and you concern yourself with such things
as your status
and what's in fashion?
Don't say you can't be this bothered.
Death becomes us all.
You've got some nerve having hope in this ghost town port of call.
Someday your insides will turn themselves out.
Tell me what purpose our efforts have served
when we end up in the ground?
More acts will follow the roles we have played
And everything loved will expire.
I've seen it all and I'm worse off because of it.
Good men have died in my arms.
I've been everywhere yet we'll end up at the same depth.
What's the point?
You're going to wish you were me when the unsuspecting are dragged
to their graves
and you're standing on the edge holding a rose.
You're standing on the edge holding a rose.
Don't say you can't be this bothered.
Death becomes us all.
You've got some nerve having hope in this ghost town port of call.
There is nothing to see here.
And nothing gazes back at me.
There is nothing to see here.
And that nothing looks back at us.