MY WAY

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to be outlived,

is to be free.

I want to be burned,

you will not bury me.

then I will be free,

my smoke rise up in the atmosphere;

seeing things as they were

-from the rear-

 

he has lived

he once was free

first he was burned,

but he can still see,

Won't let himself be free,

his heart burning in the dirt somewhere

wishing things as they were

-from the rear-