Immortality

Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort in this world
Artificial tears
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable, wisdom can’t adhere

A truant finds home
And a will to hold on
There’s a trapdoor in the sun
It’s immortality

As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered executed anyhow
Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor

A truant finds home
And a will to hold on
There’s a trapdoor in the sun
It’s immortality

It’s immortality…

I cannot stop the thought
Running out the door
Coming up a which way sign
And all the truants must decide, oh
Stripped and sold, mom
And an auction forearm
And whiskers in the sink
A truant finds home
And a will to hold on to
Some die just to live

A little history about the song…
This song was originally done by Pearl Jam. Sung on One Cold Night, some of the lyrics as well as the solo structure of “Immortality” differ from the original.