[Title: We'll Get Around to You] [Intro - Solo Pipe Organ, Slow Waltz, Distant Bell] . . ! . . . . . ! . . . [Verse 1 - Courteous, Unhurried] Deep in the granite where the paper never burns, we keep every name that was ever written down... Your grandmother's grandmother, indexed and preserved — we have the whole family. We have the whole town. [Pre-Chorus - Building, Patient] You can hand in your letter. You can move out of state. You can tell them at Christmas that you're finally through... [Chorus - Ghost Choir, Close Harmony] But sooner or later, we'll get around to you... (sooner or later...) Doesn't much matter what you swear you'll never do. (never, never do...) Cross out your name. Burn the certificate too. Sooner or later... we'll get around to you. [Verse 2 - Intimate, Almost Tender] There's a font in the basement on the backs of twelve oxen, and a boy dressed in white who has never met you. He'll say your name once. He'll say it a little wrong. Then under he goes... standing in for you. [Pre-Chorus - Rising] You can burn every photograph. You can salt every door. You can teach all your children exactly why you withdrew... [Chorus - Fuller, Congregational] But sooner or later, we'll get around to you... (sooner or later...) Doesn't much matter why you said you were through. (finally, finally through...) Somebody's grandson in a borrowed white suit — sooner or later... we'll get around to you. [Organ Solo - Carnival Grandeur, Accelerating] ! . . ! . ! !! . ! !! ! ! ! . ! ! ! [Bridge - Spoken, Deadpan, Almost Warm] We do need permission. Sometimes. If you were born within the last one hundred and ten years, we ask the closest living relative. And if they won't agree... we wait. Time is a kind of permission. [Break - Single Bell] . . . . [Final Chorus - Quiet at First, Then Enormous] So sooner or later, we'll get around to you. The paperwork is patient. The paperwork knows what to do. Death does not release you. It just puts you in the queue... Oooooohhh... Sooner or later... we'll get around to you. [Outro - Spoken Narration, Warm Administrative Tone] ...born within the last one hundred and ten years... ...permission of a close living relative... ...and otherwise... ...we wait. We're very good at waiting. [Slow Fade to End] . . . . . .
