Thoughts of Those Better Men Have Gone Away
I thought of dying and dying young
Set the funeral up for dawn
Vultures flying around my brain
Trying to pry out what it may contain
A couple memories of who I was
Then turn to dirt and turn to dust
Watch the rain wash the rest away
Life you know just goes and goes
Those few mistakes that took their hold of
Every after thought you had
A calendar you can't turn back
As I let time brittle my bones
I'll see no king upon his throne
And one by one you take your leave
A sinking feeling on repeat.
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