Song To My Deathbed

During the essence of my last breath, Know and bear in mind I was broken hearted, Under the light and shadow of death What is to live was bred, Hear my knock on the heavens door till my last seventh I ain’t complete, A piece of me went wild and missing cause being lies and deceit, Take it and consider when I clear my last breath, I loved a soul but turned, Turned out I loved really hard, Gave my all and gave my piece, Thought of it she deserved it, Was I wrong? Was I wrong to love that soul? Was I wrong to care so much? Is there a thing I could be remorseful of? During my last days as I catch my last breath I get high, So I couldn’t picture the world be more colder when my sober eyes, As I take a ride with death, My only wonder is if dreams do come true, As I look unto the world through my rearview The life I led from sad to happy end And I chant with a song to my death bed