Next To Last Song

Dear Gene,
of course you are here
and now there's nothing to fear

Oooh, I should have known
Oooh, I was never alone

This isn't the last song
there's no violin
the choir is so quiet
and no-one takes a spin
this is the next to last song
and that's all
all

Remember what I have said
remember, wrap up the bread
do this, do that, make your bed