Wake Up Dead

Again, it was something someone said. My wife’s grandmother, an Okie who was about 98 years old and fiercely alive at the time, said that she would probably just “wake up one morning and I’ll be dead.” You can’t beat that! So I wove that lovely sentiment into a narrative about another loser of a guy reflecting on his bedraggled life. This is my personal favorite Sean Harrison song. Dark humor. Minor key. Understated arrangement. Voila!