Songs » Rest of My Life
I have heard the knocking at my door.
I have read the writing on the wall.
In the coal mine of cancer, watching the canary dancing
The rest of my life.
How long must I walk upon the wire?
How long 'til I fall into the fire?
It may be soon, it may be never, but when I go I'm gone forever.
Falling, Falling
It's sundown, I'll be around
The rest of my life
I'm falling. Yes, I'm falling.
Sundown.
I really really don't wanna die. I really really don't wanna die.
I really really don't wanna die. No.
Story of the Song
In this song, I am expressing the suspense, the limbo where I felt that I dwelled, of simply not knowing. Lots of people say that everybody runs the same risk of being hit by a bus at any moment. But the chances of that are small; on the other hand, my chances of dying were better than 50%. Anytime could be my time to go. A weird yet beautiful irony governs my existence. I could die at any time, but no matter what, I will always have the rest of my life, which, when you say it like that, sounds long enough.
It’s sundown. I’ll be around the Rest of My Life.
But still, I’m scared of death–who isn’t?
Surviving leukemia was great, but it got complicated as time went by. You see, with every day that went by, I realized that at any moment I could relapse, and if I did, I would probably die. I understood then that all I had was “the rest of my life”, however long–or short–that might turn out to be.
Indeed, once in remission from the cancer, I dwelled in the limbo of not knowing if or when I might relapse. And so a weird irony set in in my existence: I could die at any time, but no matter what, I would always have “the rest of my life”, which when you put it that way, sounds pretty good. But still, for me, it’s always “Sundown. The Rest of My Life”.