every
month,
every
year,
we
all do
As
time goes on, my voyage comes closer to ending
and
I am not afraid
I
know where I’m going
The
place with no beginning or ending
where
exactly is that again?
I
want you to miss me,
but
I don’t think you should
Because
I know the pain of missing
The
feeling of longing for someone
But
just so you know, the feeling is mutual
Don’t
worry about me,
I’ve
experienced all the beauty
And
all the weak times
I’m
happy where I am
I’m
not afraid
So
don’t worry about me,
As
I sail on my voyage to death
