• From ripe To rotten Too real To live Should I lie down Or stand up And walk around again My eyes finally wide open up My eyes finally wide open shut To find the found of sound The fears that touch my tears Smells the taste of all we waste Could feed the others But we smother each other with the necter And pucker the sour A bittersweet weather It blows through our trees Swims through our seas Fly's through the last gasp of breath On this earth It's a long lonely journey From death to birth It's a long long lonely journey From death to death It's a long lonely journey From death to birth Oh It's a long lonely journey From death to birth Should I die again Should I die around The pounds of matter wheeling through space I know I'll never know Until I come face to face With my own With my own With my own With my own cold dead face With my own wooden case Pucker the sour Sugar sweet weather Blows through our trees Swims through our seas Fly's through the last gasp of beath On this earth It's a long lonely journey from death to birth It's a long lonely journey from death to birth What should I die again Should I tell you when The pounds of matter wheeling through space I know I'll never know Unitl I come face to face It's a long lonely journey from death to birth It's a long lonely journey from death to birth

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