Mr Turner

Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, Mr Turner

It was a fine Sunday morning
When I walked into your room
And your eyes, they were telling me
You didn't want to be alone
Oh, how you made my heartache
I guessed you didn't know that

For Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, Mr Turner
You looked like my grandpa

Your room, it was full of
The sunshine of yesterday, yeah, yeah, yeah
The pictures on your walls
They made you smile
Oh, but they made me cry

I looked at your bookshelves
You were reading Gorbachev and
The Eastern Bloc's history
And Edgar Allan Poe

Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, Mr Turner
Oh, how you made my heartache

I asked you why you came here
You told me it's just part of life
You said growing old was like being thrown in a pool
And you had to swim or you had to drown

I told you you didn't have to worry, that life's just like a day
And growing up was sunrise, and growing old was sunset
I want to hold your hand in mine

Oh, Mr Turner, oh, Mr Turner
Oh, Mr Turner, yeah, Mr Turner
Oh, Mr Turner, oh, Mr Turner
You know you were very much like my grandpa

Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Oh, woah, Mr Turner
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Mr Turner

But now that I have left you, I wish you all the best
That you'll love your life like you love a good sunset
And then you'll have all the glory of the dying rays
Of the sun that will never set
Or the the sun that will set, but will rise again someday

Thank you
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