Chapter Nineteen - Clifton Lyrics

I wanna tell you a story
About a man I never met
And his name... it doesn't matter
He woke early Sunday morning, like he knew he would
Even though it was his day off
Bacon and eggs for breakfast, midway through
The call he'd been expecting
'Get here by eleven, I guess you know what this is for'
Of that, there was no doubt
'I'm sorry to drag you out like this', the foreman said
But our man, he just shook his head
'It's an honour for me to be here', and with that he got to it
An artist at work
Four years later
More work to do
Laying John to rest again
'I'm proud of you', John's brother said to him
But our man, he just shook his head
'It's an honour for me to be here', and with that he got to it
An artist at work
Years have passed now, and our man has joined John
Like he knew he would
The job he did for so many, has been done for him
Just a few yards away
It was always his honour to be here, and now the honour is mine
Telling you his tale
I wanna tell you a story
About a man I wish I'd met
And his name...