Текст WHY? – Kevin’s Cancer

There are no indisputable histories of Christmas
Playing possum in a PO box
With the key I’ll receive in good time
Or vague, indefinite afterlife scenarios

No I know with no uncertainty
That I’m uncertain and I don’t know
I know with no uncertainty

Kevin’s cancer said

You say I should pray that Yod-Hey-Vav-Hey
Would stay above me
But for all this chaos and dread
I need not one cloth on my head
To hold it all in with
And so I go without a care
Head bare and somehow I’m still here
Lay your mother’s dread in her grave
Savor the gift and behave in its midst

Oh I know with no uncertainty
That I’m uncertain and I don’t know
I know with no uncertainty

Kevin’s cancer said