Death's Game

Death’s Game I take your hand You hold onto to mine As our week comes to and end I thought you’d be fine But in the wake of death No one is safe One small call And it causes us to shake You lay there Not able to talk You skin is pale You eyes are too But I still say my final goodbye And I give my last hug to you My family is frantic Your wife is insane But that’s just how death Plays the game