These words are trapped inside of me
I don’t know why, but I can’t set them free
They itch at the inside of my throat
Asking, begging me to sing that single note

A sound that cascades from the heavens
One that’s answering all these questions
Questions of life, love and death
I keep wondering if this note will be my last breath

And if it is, if this is the last breath I take
Then let it be, not a tremble, but an earthquake
For I want people to, not forget me, but commemorate
As I believe that my legacy is destined through fate

A fate decided through the eyes of those above
A life I would leave feeling proud of
Because even if I don’t make my dreams come true
I know that my morals will remained just, through in through

- E.A.F