And I thought
Well you see
I'll be better off dead
If this beautiful person thinks
I'm too awful of a fish to keep
She'd rather be alone instead
What does it matter to me?
Because the path this love has led
Would kill me soon enough
I'd be free and in death there dream
And thereafter fly upon high
Looking down upon the earth
Seeing you living
Your better life
“There was a long hard time when I kept
far from me the remembrance of what I
had thrown away when I was quite ignorant
of its worth.”
