Jeremy Mage - Kind of Dead

Someday, gonna be a fossil
Or maybe just dust to wipe away
A fast receding echo
Of the things we do today
What we do today
Present tense and wound up tightly
A tightrope walk of fear and pride
Presently ambitions wailing
Laying sleepless hyped and amplified
Living longing for oblivion

Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
That's my kind of dead

Could be something like freedom
Even an occasion to rejoice!
Could it be just total darkness
As the world forgets your voice, and my voice
The world forgets our voice.
Are we fragments of something larger than us?
Is the whole more than the parts?
Parting can be such sweet sorrow
Got no regrets we're beaten by our hearts
Losing loving for oblivion

Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
That's my kind of dead
Oh my kind of dead
Dust in the dusty
Dust in the dusty
Dust in the dusty milky way
My kind of dead

Written by:
Jeremy Mage

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