The reaper walk slow

Verse 1

The shadows have grown, baby’s getting to dark to see. I feel somebody knocking at my door. I wonder who could be. Is he here to stay or leave?

Verse 2

Something has got a hold of me, I can’t stand it. It’s aching. He don’t speak much ‘bout the hurting, Just says, “Some days run a little slow.”

Cold wind blows when he’s near you,

Though he never makes a speech.

Verse 3

He don’t need no words to warn you—

Just the sound of his bones when they creak. he’s known.

Steps soft as falling ashes,

Hands colder than river stone.

You’ll feel him long before you see him,

Like a chill working into your bones.

Chorus

Never rushes, never runs.

He knows time bends around him,

And all hearts beat to his drum.

You can beg, you can bargain—

But he don’t answer anyone.

The Reaper walks slow…

But he always gets it done.

Verse 4

He just carries out the call.

Sometimes he even looks sorry

When he watches someone fall.

In his hollow chest you swear you hear

A sympathy in the crawl.

Bridge

He whispers, “I ain’t your enemy—

I’m just here to guide you home.”

And though his voice is barely nothing,

It shakes you to the bone.

Final Chorus

Yeah, the Reaper walks slow…

Through the night, through every dream.

He waits right at the crossroads

Where the worlds fade in between.

And when your final hour trembles,

And your last warm breath is done—

The Reaper walks slow…

But he always… always comes.