Story Behind The Song
A man exhorts his wife to talk about life after death but she is too busy with her shopping catalogue
| Song Length |
4:01 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Diplomatic |
Subject |
Existence |
| Similar Artists |
Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
THE AFTER LIFE
Hello
What do you think of the universe
Are we headed out there in a cosmic hearse
Hello
You're looking at me as if I'm perverse
You're thumbing through your magazine
You're thinking 'bout what you can glean
From the fashion pages
You haven't bought much for ages
But the after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning now
Hello
Is the soul particulate?
When we die is that just it?
Hello
You're ringing your friend that so and so
You're holding the phone to your ear
Looking past me with a stare
You don't seem to get my intention
To find the fifth dimension
Yet the after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning now
Hello
Must I pin you to the ground
To make you wonder where we're bound
Hello
You fix me with your contemptuous glare
You say that no one has an answer
So why waste your time with that bluster
Let's both live our lives here and now
You can bury your sacred cow
Yet the after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning
The after-life is beckoning now