Friday, September 30, 2011

I HOPE IT CAN BE SAID


I hope it can be said
When after you’re dead
That you lived
While you were alive
And that you didn’t hide
Your music inside
But sang out-loud
When even in a crowd
And sang all the louder
When eating clam Chowder
What is that thing
That you thing you can do
What is that dream
That you hope will come true
You know it is there
Just make sure
You get caught being aware
That each day of your life
You never get back
So live moving forward
And leave new tracks
On the road less traveled
Just do
What your heart tells you
And when you do
Then all things become new
Oh one day you’ll die
You know that it’s true
And when that day comes
May it find you—
Living

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