Kevin's Cancer (WHY?)

There are no indisputable histories of Christmas Playing possum in a PO box With the key I'll receive in good time Or vague, indefinite afterlife scenarios On loop laying true Unnoticed, deep in the rustiest back silos of my mind No I know with no uncertainty That I'm uncertain and I don't know I know with no uncertainty Kevin's cancer said You say I should pray that Yud-Hey-Vav-Hey Would stay above me But for all this chaos and dread I need not one cloth on my head To hold it all in with And so I go without a care Head bare and somehow I'm still here Lay your mother's dread in her grave Savor the gift and behave in it's midst Oh I know with no uncertainty That I'm uncertain and I don't know I know with no uncertainty Kevin's cancer said