Lyrics Roger Ebert - Clem Snide

Roger Ebert

It’s all an elaborate hoax
It’s all an elaborate hoax
He looked ever peaceful
He looked ever young
Accepting his moment that soon would be done
He wrote in a note
That he passed to his wife
As he felt him shedding the skin of this life
It said
There is a vastness that can’t be contained
Or described as a thought in the flesh of our brain
It’s everything, everywhere, future and past
Dissolving forever in an eternal flash
Worth no words to say that he loved her so much
His hands seems to pass through whatever it touched
And the credits that rolled listed all of God’s names
As images floated away from their frames
From their frames
Did you know these were Roger Ebert’s dying words?
Did you know these were Roger Ebert’s dying words?
It’s all an elaborate hoax
It’s all an elaborate hoax