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

I finally found the sound
that hears the touch of my tears
Smells a taste of all we waste
could feed the others

But we smother each other with the nectar
and pucker the sour surgarsweet weather
It blows through our trees, swims through our seas
Flies through the last gas we left on this earth

It's a long lonely journey from death to birth

Should I die again? Should I die around
the pounds of matter wheeling through s___e?
I know I'll never know until I come face to face
with my own cold dead face, with my own wooden case
You are with me, with me
I'm mourning you

It's a long lonely journey from death to birth

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