Song Description
Man loses his wife and young daughter in a head-on collision with a drunken driver. He can't get over the loss, blames himself, just as much as the drunken drive, and begs the Lord to take him so he can be with his beloved in heaven, but it doesn't ever happen.
| Song Length |
3:29 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Traditional |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Incensed |
Subject |
Loneliness, Judgement |
| Similar Artists |
Garth Brooks, Reba Mcentire |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Still Alive
Well, I finally painted over the crayon marks behind her bedroom door.
Had a weekend on my hands, just couldn't put it off no more.
A little "stick-figure" family, she drew in secrecy when she was five,
back when the world was right, and you and her were still alive...
Oh I curse the day, I curse the night, I curse that drunken sob who stole away your lives,
I try and smile, keep on keeping on, but it don't much feel like living, since the two of you've been gone,
I beg the Lord, please take me, and wind up cussing him out loud in spite,
and I wake up every morning, still alive.
Oh, I'd have given anything could it have been me,
we could've chalked it up to just what I deserved.
There she was in all her innocence and you were squeezing my hand, when that moment came when we rounded that curve...
Oh, I curse the day, I curse the night, I curse myself for being reckless, now I can never make it right.
I try and smile, keep on keeping on, but it don't much feel like living since the two of you are gone.
I beg the Lord, please take me, and wind up cussing him out loud in spite,
and I wake up every morning, still alive.
Oh, I wake up every morning, still alive.
I'm still alive.
Copyright: Bill King/Hattie Mae Music (ASCAP)/2007