Death 3
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I know that I am dying
the doctors don't know when
I feel it in the season
I sense it in the wind
and on the harder days
I can grow quite afraid
I leave the world behind
and all the plans I made
I know I bid farewell
to passion and regret
and memories of love
and those I can't forget
I fear the pain of death
my home has burned to dust
I close my eyes to night
I go because I must
but still the wind complains
and clouds conceive their tears
as smoke ascends the sky
along with hope and fears
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