My heart beat’s strong
A medallion, rat-ta-tat-tating tattoo
With the scent of voodoo in the air
Skipping a beat or two

If I am a lingering thought
Let me be the old cookie factory on Columbia
Women in hair nets and aerosoles
And that clinging smell so sweet.

Today is not the end of the story,
But it’s always a good day to die

Parachutes in gym class
Candy man sweet songs
Thinking back I’m golden stars
Recollections and days gone

There is the path I will not walk again
Paved in road **** and litter
These are the things that I have done
The children that I have delivered.