Death is not the end, my friend
 Death is not the end, again
 Death is not the end my friend
 Death is not the end
 
 Psychology has got me seeing shrinks
 My biology's been compared to missing links
 In revelry, passed out, giddy on the ground
 Wearing pale degrees of blacks and grays and browns
 
 Sails on the sea, sought regrets in your life
 Valley and peak, run in darkness and in light
 Your family tree high upon the hill
 Has lost its leaves when the wind was still
 
 A Melody of retreads and broken quills
 Chivalry stacked from high to just might spill
 When running low, get high and take a stand
 Hit a plateau, run parallel to this land
 
 Don't fail to see that love is blind and free
 And cutting keys is unlocking from the leash
 Paying fees and broke's nowhere to be
 Life's a tease, that pushes foddered greed
 
 Your memory, In pints and packs and pills
 Has given me weights and measures unfulfilled
 I'd give a day to wish away the week
 From ships of clay to mountains of the meek