He had a plain white T shirt
His mother was a patient
I hadn't hardly known him at all
I couldn't fathom
The black and white TV stayed on
Flickering enamel, sticking on her channel
I can't imagine, so I'm never gonna worry
You'll find the handle, you never gotta worry
It's all a pattern, you're never gonna worry at all
Never gonna worry
There was a coffin and it was open fully
I never saw one, the satin was a nice touch
There were tears and exaltations
Little kids and their cookies in the carpet
Little kids and their cookies in the carpet
I can't imagine, so I'm never gonna worry
You'll find the handle, you never gotta worry
It's all a pattern, you're never gonna worry at all
Never gonna worry
Don't fear that chapter, it's just a chapter
Right before the end of the book
It's worth a reading, it bears repeating
Everyday there's someone it took
Right before the end of the book
I can't imagine, so I'm never gonna worry
You'll find the handle, you never gotta worry
It's all a pattern, you're never gonna worry at all
Never gonna worry