The Town - The Real McKenzies

We all knew that he did not stand a chance

The wrong tunes and clothings, piercings and the tats

Why he stayed so long, we’ll never know

A cancer was spreading that no doc could find

It skips past the body, straight into the mind

The déjà vu gets thicker every time

When reunions turn to chats around a coffin

How are we supposed to carry on

I come back home stewing with questions again

My way to deal is booze and an pen

The ink it shakes so lightly on the page

The hike has now ended, the hill was too steep

It throws me some comfort you now get to sleep

When anger fades, here comes the jealousy

When reunions turn to chats around a coffin

How are we supposed to carry on

'Not you too', screams in my head from mandatory vacation

The tide was much too strong

And as he reached for his whiskey

Unaware 'twas his last

His hand shook from the tremble

Of a faded hourglass

When reunions turn to chats around a coffin

How are we supposed to carry on

'Not you too', screams in my head from mandatory vacation

The tide was much too strong

And as he reached for his whiskey

Unaware 'twas his last

His hand shook from the tremble

Of a faded hourglass