A Suitable Exit

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There is no currency in that which could have been And it torments you I never asked to be born I was only wondering where the door went to Now here I am at the kitchen table It’s just me and the wacky call-in morning crew And a plain-clothes fireman Who claims to know what kind of night I had By the taste of the morning dew (by the taste of the morning dew) The fireman, he keeps the table wet He lets me guzzle it dry Wе drank the warblers to work Trading half-truths benеath a muslim sky I wonder what form the fables take When the neighbors wake and robins begin to bustle and cry One day along the way We lost one lone piece of the puzzle But the prodigal piece of our puzzle is nigh And if in fact back somewhere in the pack I asked to be born I am only wondering why Death has loaned us to life The morning crew’s gone static The fireman is half-sick but stubborn as a headstone font We shove the ghosts back in the attic Sit back and watch the living grab at what the dead don’t want We reenact an action flick Having a laugh and sipping Sauvignon from a squirt gun The fireman admits that he had never seen the sequel I said I never even saw the first one And that when in fact there’s currency In that which could have been, it’s rarely much So I sit back and watch the living Split the check for what the dead had barely touched We split the check for what the dead have barely touched I sit alone now at the table While the village burns with an innocence that’s child-like I change the batteries in my radio And settle all my grudges with the wildlife This house will soon burn too There’s nothing you nor I could do to protect it So I call in for a whack at the morning crew Whom too see death as a suitable exit For death has loaned us to life And to it we shall report twice For death has loaned us to life And to it we shall report twice Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life Death has loaned us to life And to it we’ll return In the morning light