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When I have left this mortal coil I'll leave no shade
When I have left this place I'll leave my bed unmade
When you have burnt my frame there'll be no more of me
Just scattered ashes and the film of memory

There is no more to all of this than what we see
There's less than what we've dreamt of
In our failed and fucked up frail philosophy

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When my tired heart has flexed a final weary time
When from my mouth escapes a breathless pantomime
When you've agreed they should turn off all the machines
There'll be no more of me, my slate shall be wiped clean

There is no more to all of this than what we see
There's less than what we've dreamt of
In our failed and fucked up frail philosophy
And that is all my friends, existence will have ceased
This universe I've built around me
Will have mortally decreased

And you'll all be okay
And you'll all be all right
And your own small worlds will spin through dark and light
And you'll all be okay
And you'll all be all right
And your own sweet lungs will breathe through day and night

When I am gone do not revere some phantom lie
So not make more of me and please do not deny

That I was nothing more nor less than what you saw
That in my scaling of the heights
I usually failed to leave the floor

When I am dead do not bemoan what might have been
Do not spend precious time on what my life may mean

For while I live I do not care or give a damn
What you think of me
I know how I have lived and who I am

And you'll all be okay
And you'll all be all right
And your own small worlds will spin through dark and light
And you'll all be okay
And you'll all be all right
And your own sweet lungs will breathe through day and night

When I have left this mortal coil I'll leave no shade

Writer(s): Christopher Alexander Knox

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