If there was no heaven or hell
And God be you and I
Time could not rob what was before us
Because I would not let it die
Power of Death over Life?
I wouldn't even blink an eye
I've been dead before my friend
It was like a broken lullaby
When hope skipped a beat,
Hands chained from behind
Forced to think, "Don't you try"
Not knowing how to laugh
Too empty to even cry.
Wondering who would remember me
What of it of what I wrote or said
Mozart and Shakespeare
What of them now, they're dead
What does a compliment make now?
Like the applause at a silver screen
Acclaim a living actor can only dream.
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