Advertisement for a Morgue

[Verse 1]
I was thinking about death again
In the backseat of an SUV
As it hurtled down an empty street
I saw an advertisement for a morgue
Wonder what they bought that billboard for
Do they treat it like a museum
Are the bodies all preserved
So that people can walk around and see them
And if they know what happens, will they be more reassured

[Verse 2]
On the billboard there were two dead feet
Little white tag tied around the big toe
Hanging against the sole
Quite the sight to be confronted with
In the backseat of an SUV
Tired and cold

[Bridge]
And I wonder how would those people feel
If they knew they were on display
Would some relish the attention that they never got in life
While others wish they could hide their faces away

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
There've been three deaths in the family
The first one was my mother's father
I met him once when I was two
The second was my father's father
I talked to him a couple times
A scared kid in a hospital room

[Bridge]
And I wondered what happened to them
Were their bodies made up nice
Did they look like they were sleeping
Or did they look like they had died

[Outro]
And pancreatic cancer's such a cruel thief of time
I didn't know my uncle that well
But I know my aunt had so many more years in mind
But what can I say and what I can I do
In the face of something so huge?
I shouldn't make this about myself
But it reminds me of how much I have to lose