A Good Reason To Grow Old Lyrics - Owl John - Owl John

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