Rose Lens - Greet Death

I don't think I'll ever be ready to die
Don't think I'll ever greet death with the deference that she deserves
And if I met her eye to eye
I'd confess all of my druthers and pray that it beseeches her
To spare my spirit
Keep the aspiration
Save it for one
Who first would introduce themself to you
I guess I'm working on what I'll leave behind
Something of a legacy that time won't take away from me
But you know this world is eye for eye
So each leg up that I get is one that I will lose another day
Chase perfection
The best we can
When all these vague instructions
The only things that present themselves to you
The lens fades as the image returns into frame
Just out of focus
But I thought my head was in the right place

Written by:
Michael Stabekis

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