When the devil comes to collect my bones
Tell him the marrow has dried and blown to the winds
Tell him you saw my shadow up amongst the stars
Fleeting and quivering like a dying sun
Tell him you saw the oceans form from my tears
My blood flowing down mountain streams
Tell him you heard the wind call my name
Lonely and untamed
And when the sun comes to rise upon my grave
Tell him all the flowers have gone back to the earth
Tell him you saw my shadow up amongst the stars
Playing out one last fleeting memory of my supernova life
Tell him you were my friend and I let you down
And let my spirit live on in perpetual loneliness
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