Water falls from mountain heights
To run into the valleys,
When I die, do not mourn,
When I die, do not grieve,
When I die, do not weep,
When I die, let us sing,
Running fingers through your hair,
I flicked a lock into your eyes,
You laughing-asked me why,
Too perfect, now it's right.
We rise like break till 23,
We age like wine till 34,
We mold like cheese at 45,
Mid-life, mid-life, death confides.
He always lies. He always lies.
All man wants:
A cup of joe,
Everywhere else is a place to go.
Hope in dreams to Love in life,
To breath and breed, to claim the right,
Of fruitful propogation with a wife.
Gleaming subeans on the moon,
Remind me that I'm missing you,