Afternoon Departure

This is a nice afternoon to be dying, peaceful and clean, now you see me
Old rattle-chest politely lying exchanging little death-bed pleasantries
Talking insurance and God and my pension, we know it is true, I am going
No point in cursing or dissension, he's had enough, his heart is slowing down
There's only one thing I feel makes death sweeter, it brings relief from mistakes made
From debts that dog us and defeat us, from lies and ties, the whole, mad masquerade
So barely half here, I wait for my password, then I will leave life dutifully
And it won't matter what I make my last word, all they remember is I said it beautifully



Credits
Writer(s): Dee Shipman, Hermannus J. Herman Van Veen, Harry Sacksioni, Simon J. Carmiggelt
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