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Now, as I lay here in the dark
And I think back to the start
I know some things have to end
for the next one to begin
I walk alone, free at last
I feel the pressure letting go
from the very bottom, of my soul.
Flesh and bone fall to past like the ashes in the rain.
And fade away...
It's my Funeral,
welcome you all.
This is the end of the line,
So thank you for coming along.
And I think back to the start
I know some things have to end
for the next one to begin
I walk alone, free at last
I feel the pressure letting go
from the very bottom, of my soul.
Flesh and bone fall to past like the ashes in the rain.
And fade away...
It's my Funeral,
welcome you all.
This is the end of the line,
So thank you for coming along.
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