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When all that’s left of me is a paragraph
And a photograph
In the evening news

I hope that you remember that I lived and died
Laughed and cried
Really tried---to do this right

Spent my days in honest labor
Loved my neighbor

But it just kept slipping away…

Now it’s gone and I can’t say that I mind
I was flying blind
Like everyone of us
I laughed too much
I ate too much

I saw too much

That I never could forget
But there’s no regret

Because the choice was never mine
To live or die
To stay or fly

I just woke up here one day
To find it all arranged…

I know the next awakening
Will be