The Town by The Real McKenzies Lyrics

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