Been waiting around 8 months to die
It’s gonna hit us any day now and we don’t know why
The Nursing homes and the hospitals don’t lie
You were a big brave heart from the very start
Sailing on an iceberg as we drift apart
A life cut short at the age of 55
No, I can’t go to anymore funerals
A bleak reminder, how long are we going to live?
12 years old there was nothing to lose,
We were finger pickin’ rhythms Kings Highway blues
You always were like a second mother to me
From a late diagnosis to comatose
It was difficult to process till we gave up hope
Now this heavy medication’s gonna take its toll on me
No, I can’t go to anymore funerals
It’s a superficial self indulging scene
I keep telling myself that you’re in a better place
After all the pain you’d been through, you left without a trace.
Heartbreaks and the memories, was it just a passing phase?
You were beautiful and someone I could never replace.