Epitaph

Finite, I might, be alright
By the time that I find the light
I'm running into the dark instead of
Hunting for a spark in dead of night

Tribe ties, by lines that ring the bells
They cry I'm alive, please remember me
As I crumble to dust in spite of
All the good I have done in times long past

Mercy, mercy, mercy
I've been all I can be
I can see that my work is done
And I can move on
I will leave you be
But don't you forget me



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Sims
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