Tragedy - Norah Jones (诺拉·琼斯)

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

He was only 25

Had an open heart and tender mind

He sang through all the hymns he knew

He was searching for a higher sign

When his water was turned to wine

All the darkness became light

Babies and a patient wife

They just weren't enough to keep him high

So he gave them up

Just to fill his cup

Every sip would make him feel alive

No bones in his body were dry

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

Now he's finally coming around

He's got wrinkles and a crooked frown

He holds back tears thinking of the years

That the bottle had a long time down

So he'd sit and have another round

Singing hallelujah till he drowns

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy

It's a tragedy