So now I go, because I must.
My word have become.......just like the dust.
They move so few........like they just.
So is it is, I am the dust.
There are some word, such as they are
they deemed so being, they were a star.
I leave them gleaming, such as they are.
I leave them gleaming, no longer dust.
My words entrance you, as they must.
All pawn to pay, and pay I must.
My words to you, my dust to dust.
All I've left here, I have endured.
All that I've left here, my words ensured.
All that I've left here, I can but wonder..
All that I've left here.......is yours to wander.
Now that I'm gone, you can embrace.
Now that I'm gone, never seen my face.
Now that I'm gone, I was never hear.
Now that I'm gone, buy me a beer.
You see now, it's a story.
You see now, my sorry glory..
I am gone now, it's quite clear.
I am gone now, please buy me a beer.
I am gone, please.........buy the ghost a beer.
Just so yah's know......this is only a set of song lyrics, based on Cohen's......
Don't send the cops.
Not like you did this summer.......
Mark Sattler, 1:47 am.........eternity bound. Somewhere after 1962...........
In memory of my loving friend and companion, Squirrel.
April 12, 1995 - November 12, 2013
18 years, 8 months of unconditional love.