My thoughts and dreams I do aspire,
Trying to reach them, with every burning desire,
But after so much grieving,
I think the lord just believes in deceiving.
I've done all that I can do,
To try and see my life through,
So please open up the ground?
And let me die peacefully, entirely no sound.
I don't want anybody to know,
Strike me with an arrow that comes from a bow,
Let me wither away,
No longer do I want to be lead astray.
Please let me see the light?
Oh...what a sight,
This must be heavenly bliss,
As the angel floats down and gives me my concluding kiss.
