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What will we be remembered for
When Tis due our time
To give our sayings to the Man above,
of all our deeds?
Tachycardia hits when noughts been done
Like Table d'hote, are all our acts
   To the homes we brought joy
   To the hearts we mended
   To the hours we spent saving souls
   To the pains we soothed
   To the plans we duly executed
What will we be remembered for
when Tis due our time?
Sshhh!
A minute silence to the departed,
be it faithful or sinful, let's observe
The beautiful lieu of the ones who were before
The new home of those who've said goodbye
Sshhh!
The eerie feeling of déjà vu hits again
The sun rises not in this marble arch
The loud silences that deafens all
Sshhh!
Another is laid to rest on the east wing
A fresher to tell new tales
Many dressed to bid farewell
A fair lady screams to Israfael
Sshhh!
Tell all to prepare the initiation rite
A newcomer to make all look good as dead
Sshhh!
Someone looks here, staring deeply
Sshhh!
Tell all to lay still till dark.
Put on your best dress tonight
you know the end is near
dance under the rain everything will be alright
We'll meet again somewhere, in a beautiful lieu
Hug the lamp post as we do our ballet
going down the streets, our last relay

We've Learned, We've Lived, We've Loved.
Say we have our last dance
all through the steps we poured out our emotions
Night time you'd be gone
into the great beyond with less tune
Lets savor this moment
before you lay I'll serenade you proper
If this be the end
what an adventure we've had together
"I want take another direction, but no road" I said to a friend
"why do you want to do such" she inquired.

If only she knew the demons within
If only she knew how it all began
The troubles, the wars beneath,
everyday I come alive sore
The pain in my heart, the curse given to it
The soul is not within anymore - a living corpse -
Something different I want to be
Not to bear offsprings, they won't agree
Not to be with the opposite 'cos nothing loves
Not to shed a tear 'cos I've gone dry
Not to eat 'cos there's no flesh to feed

To feel my pain, its his only gain
The demon within..
Do as you wish but hurt none within reach
Anyone who knows me, see for your self
My heart and soul hangs at his window pane.
Trying to find that place where its all peaceful.. Where the air is wild and free.. Free from what speaks within...
Tis due my time I know
My hearts no longer in tune with the world
My peeled skin takes a new form beneath
I ache.
My feet can no longer make the walk
My left arm is on the verge of being numb
My lips sag from youthful doings
No ******* when a beauty strokes

Tis my due time I know
No longer surrounded by the ones I brought forth
Only to be buzzed last day of the month and fed when I need not to be.
A painful thing to lose youth
A good thing, I wish I go home quickly
My lariat holds firm on earth though I beckon on death.
You seen it?
You get the picture yet?

Get along and join the others
Go out and search for it
Be with men of various hearts
Let your mind be poisonous to evil
Let your heart welcome good

Get along in the search for it...
What makes a man, a man
What a woman desires in a man
What makes the world respect a man
Be brave and never back down
Its hard to find, you must search, search I say

You seen it?
You get the picture?
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