How to die

A friend wrote me a letter
saying take a stab at life
I said I can do better
'cause I've got the pluck to die

she meant me to enjoy myself
and if need be with a lie
I said go and look at yourself
you'd never dare believe you'll die


          Give me peace but not too much
          'cause I'm only used to pain
          I would run away but soon
          just start suffering again

She wished me a relationship
or hoped I'd have a try
and leave on yet another trip
but I said I know how to die

she told me I should fall in love
and if I could not then why
I said what I am thinking of
is just learning how to die

          refr.



1994