A Good Reason to Grow Old - Owl John, Scott Hutchison, Andy Monaghan

Good grief and Grace turn their backs to me

Push shovels into the cold sand

In a pulse-racing second

They gave up on their awful toil

Hell on earth and Hate turn to face me

Stuck knuckles into each of my eyes

And a drunken thumbed stranger

Prepared to the constant cry

ooooooooooo

ooooooooooo

With my head in my hands, I resolved to die alone

Now I’ve finally found a good reason to grow old

A good reason to…

Rapture and Love brought me dancing

Lit up every last every last heartbroken life

In the ecstasy of everything

The death I have wanted expired

Bitterness and Loss caught me laughing

Asked why my expression had changed

After years in such company

They’d never see the look on my face

With my head in my hands, I resolved to die alone

Now I’ve finally found a good reason to grow old

I was ready to drown in the afterlife

Not anymore

That I’ve finally found a good reason to grow old

Good reason to…

Ohhhhh

How she murders morbid thought

Ohhhhh

Plunges a knife into the suicide in my life

Ohhhhh

How she murders morbid thought

Ohhhhh

Plunges a knife into the suicide that I’ve borne

Turn your back to the afterlife

Kick dust into the eyes of them all

Turn your back to the afterlife

Climb out of your shallow hole