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A song I wrote about an obituary writer for the newspaper, suddenly faced with writing his own.
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Lyrics
A crooked desk in the corner
The only one without a phone
Sour milk in bitter coffee
I start another day alone
I write tales that are forgiving
Once you’ve given up the ghost
I miss the land of the living
But it’s a better job than most
Chorus
Will I paint a picture with my verse,
Tell the world your life was more than it appears?
Another column that’s a silk purse
About a life that was just a sow’s ear.
Most people live a contradiction
Grieving sons, beloved wives
And I can’t show you fact from fiction
Because neither one survives
But today, you’ll see my best work
Of dreams stolen in their prime
About a man who lost his life today
For the very last time
CHORUS
The doctor said that if I fight it
Maybe turn six months into a year
Sell my house to buy the treatment
Watch my whole life disappear
So I send my obit to the print room
Sharper than a two-edged sword
And I send my body through the window
The only death I can afford.
CHORUS
The only one without a phone
Sour milk in bitter coffee
I start another day alone
I write tales that are forgiving
Once you’ve given up the ghost
I miss the land of the living
But it’s a better job than most
Chorus
Will I paint a picture with my verse,
Tell the world your life was more than it appears?
Another column that’s a silk purse
About a life that was just a sow’s ear.
Most people live a contradiction
Grieving sons, beloved wives
And I can’t show you fact from fiction
Because neither one survives
But today, you’ll see my best work
Of dreams stolen in their prime
About a man who lost his life today
For the very last time
CHORUS
The doctor said that if I fight it
Maybe turn six months into a year
Sell my house to buy the treatment
Watch my whole life disappear
So I send my obit to the print room
Sharper than a two-edged sword
And I send my body through the window
The only death I can afford.
CHORUS


































blindsidedpoets
O. M. G.
This is an absolutely fantastic song! I love it! The guitar work is wonderful, awesome lyrics, great vocals! Thank you for this!