Fading away


Mourn me when I am gone;
Remember me as someone who lived his life, the only way he knew how.
Think of me when you sing a song;
Remember me, when I am gone with the clouds.


The sun is setting on another lifetime;
It’s time to die, it is my dying time.
Time is fading away and I welcome death;
For in my final breath I will discover what comes next.


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