Letras
Well its gone to forty-four years now
And who knows, maybe forty more
That's a loose estimation
There's no way to know for sure
Until the day that they find me
And I've gone to turn out the light
And leave this dimension behind me
And I'll fade to eternal night
But our lines marked by failures and greatness
During the course of our time
We can still live on
Even after we die
When our presence is summoned in the depths of their hearts
And in the depths of their minds
True death only happens when they say your name for the last time
All we are is all we've ever done
Intentions never keep
So long as the actions of our days
Exist in memory