Most People - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Most people are gone

Most people are gone

Desecrated in a blur

By found fortune and finger

My worries are gone

My friends are all gone

My mother is gone

Her own memory denies her

Our days to come

Can’t be worried on

Can’t be thought upon

Can’t be dreamed

And thank you, there’s no room for disaster in my world to come

And thank you, there’s no room for love or family in what’s to come

And thank you, I love nothing more than the freedom to obliterate

And thank you, I know what’s in store if it brings love then it’s come too late

And thank you for making this easy

That’s all I wanted