The Final Escape-Dark Side of the Moon

I'm on the "lam", I'm on the run Stole MONEY from a "son of a gun" I grew up poor, it was US AND THEM I did my TIME, won't do it again. If I get caught, I'd rather die, I'll gladly join THE GREAT GIG IN THE SKY Maybe I'll see THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON and have no more worries, it could be soon. I got caught during a solar ECLIPSE I made a move, they shot me quick into my skull, my eyes saw white Then I could see ANY COLOR YOU LIKE. I couldn't BREATHE, someone said, "SPEAK TO ME" I heard sweet music, I felt light and free While I lay dying, I could just manage to say, "So long", even with BRAIN DAMAGE. Written on 8/20/2015