Death is not the end, my friendnDeath is not the end, againnDeath is not the end my friendnDeath is not the endnnPsychology has got me seeing shrinksnMy biology's been compared to missing linksnIn revelry, passed out, giddy on the groundnWearing pale degrees of blacks and grays and brownsnnSails on the sea, sought regrets in your lifenValley and peak, run in darkness and in lightnYour family tree high upon the hillnHas lost its leaves when the wind was stillnnA Melody of retreads and broken quillsnChivalry stacked from high to just might spillnWhen running low, get high and take a standnHit a plateau, run parallel to this landnnDon't fail to see that love is blind and freenAnd cutting keys is unlocking from the leashnPaying fees and broke's nowhere to benLife's a tease, that pushes foddered greednnYour memory, In pints and packs and pillsnHas given me weights and measures unfulfillednI'd give a day to wish away the weeknFrom ships of clay to mountains of the meeknnn