If it was my last day,
I wouldn’t fight it.

I’ll just wait for the fire,
but wouldn’t light it.

I’ll walk the path,
that shows up before me.

I won’t turn around,
I’ll just wait and see.

If the clouds come to get me
and lightning strikes from above

I’ll hold my head up high
and look up to the sky.

I won’t raise my arms,
will not accelerate it.

I’ll be patiently waiting
and won’t be scared,
because inside,
I know it’s alright.


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