Who Will Be My Eyes

04:03
Andy Livingston
2011
Andy Livingston

Story

I pictured Death sitting in a diner, and the busboy casually striking up a conversation with him. So this song is the conversation between them. At one point in the conversation, Death offers the busboy the chance to go with him…He can be incredibly charming.

There was a time when I stopped and thought about all the things I would miss about being alive. I would miss tasting, I would miss seeing the colors of the sunset, and I would miss the sensation of breathing.

Lyrics

So I looked at him and said,
“who will be my eyes
when mine grow dim?”
It was only yesterday
that I began to understand
that I’d miss your color and
I would miss the weight of oxygen
I would miss the warmth of his
carbon dioxide on my skin
 
I know I’m not supposed to be here
 
When he answered me he said,
“boy I think it’s time
you hedge your bets”
you are not exactly in a position
to make demands
and I do have to admit
He was such a charming handome man
It was only yesterday
That I began to understand
 
I know I’m not supposed to be here
 
I remember when you said
that you would leave a light on for me
but if you won’t save me
I will do this on my own
but I still need to believe
that there is something more than an ending
so I will follow you as
I have followed all along
and I will say it again
But I say too much and
I will see you again
In another place
 
I took his hand instead
And led him to the places I have been
when you’re out of luck, you double down
in spite of statistics
I wish I could take it back
Who will be my eyes
when mine grow dim?
It was only yesterday
that I began to understand
 
I know I’m not supposed to be here
 

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