To Give Him Ease
words and music by Stephen Barling

He died just like his mother did
just down the hill from where she'd lived.
And though he'd tried to rearrange his life,
he never did.

I think he knew I'd always loved him
although we never said goodbye
and though I never watched him suffer
I got to watch him die.

And with a verse from the Gita
and a prayer for his peace
I softly sang away his life on my guitar
to give him ease.

And a thousand pounds of flesh
and a million miles of steel
and a billion feet of barbwire fence
could never heal.

Fat boy's getting pushed around at school
and the grapefruit tastes so good
and a fifth of scotch don't cost that much these days
though it probably should.