I laid in bed for an hour today
Trying to die of natural causes
In case the Lord forgot to take me in my sleep
I grew tired of waiting, exacerbated
I rolled off my mattress in a heap
As I lay on the floor
My bare back sore
From a fall that I can't remember
I gazed under my dresser
A reminder to miss her
A trinket she left last November
Covered in dust
The color of rust
I haven't cleaned this room in ages
Her thoughts and her fears
She used it for years
Spilled bourbon and soiled its pages
Small journal she used
When she had the blues
She'd sketch out secrets to herself
Do I dare crack the cover
Read the secrets of another
Or let it gather dust on the shelf
I don't think I can help myself
He's got the worst case of wandering I've ever seen
In his absence I've found my druthers
I've refined the slag I'm packing my bag
I'm never gonna wait on another
Cause I laid in bed for an hour today
Trying to die of natural causes
In case the Lord forgot to take me in my sleep
I grew tired of waiting, exacerbated
I'm leaving this man to his keep
I'm leaving this man to his keep
I'm leaving this man to his keep
