Now Leaving on Track 13
Christopher Guest, Michael McKean, Harry Shearer
In a hospital bed on the outskirts of town
Lay an old gray man in a soiled white gown
His hair was all wispy, his eyes were a blank
His breath came in spurts from an oxygen tank
The nurse hovered near, and so did the Reaper
But which had the number to his private beeper?
Shall he lie there forever with a tube up his nose
And his peepee and poopoo slipping out through a hose?
Or shall he be released to float towards the light?
Like a wee, baby doveling or a really good kite
Lеt him go! Let him go!
It's too late for healing
Put an еnd to the pain
That we know he is feeling
His life is his burden
His death is his right
Let's send him off gently
Into that good night
Good night