How can the grim reaper creep If he really doesn't have the time? And how long would you sleep If the sun decided not to shine? There's a man who lives up the block He doesn't even own a clock Sometimes he stays awake for days He's doing it his own way ♪ I used to give my friends a call Now there's no one left at all I think my father used to say "There's got to be a different way to make myself feel okay" Or maybe that's just how he used to pray ♪ And who cares how people live If living's all they got? And who knows how money grows? Drop a nickel in a pot ♪ I wrote a letter down to you Like I'm Sullivan Ballou It's a recipe for blue Like it's 1862 ♪ Maybe I'm just a cast away Or a poor boy led astray There's no one left here to betray The only child of the earth Nobody left here to give birth It's hard to tell what that's worth ♪ I used to look up at the sky Up at the beautiful blue sky But now the earth has turned to gray There's got to be a better way To talk God and hear her say "There are reasons why it is this way"