The opening and slamming of doors was a final symphony I was definitely happy with
Leave
And come.

“Marvin!”
Oh God Marvin please come here to hear my last words
Before I walk out in front of a bus.

Quiet, old man. You’re not talking sense.
You’re not going to walk out in front of a bus
Because there are no buses anymore.
You’re not going to die
Because I am death
And so are you.
Don’t be sad, old chap. It just happens.

“Maria!”
Save me from these nightmares
Tell me I’m dreaming
Tell me I’m dreaming

I’m weak
I’m weak
Oh Maria…

Hush, hush there dear.
I am near.
I am your moon and your sun,
You won’t go until your done,
So calm and sleep,
Relax hands and feet;
Look at my smile,
It smiles for you
Look at my eyes
You are but few

Who have seen them.