On and On
On and On
I hope after
death
we become like the wind
while nonliving
an entity of life
with a sound
and a voice
living on as a whisper
and a roar
being everywhere and
nowhere
all at once
on a journey that goes
and goes
on and on
I hope after
death
we become like the wind
while nonliving
an entity of life
with a sound
and a voice
living on as a whisper
and a roar
being everywhere and
nowhere
all at once
on a journey that goes
and goes
on and on