The Fateful Kind

Leaving his life behind him
Resting the body that confined him
Releasing his soul from the earth
He’s proved his worth and lived a long time
So now it is time for us to say goodbye

Fighting with tragedy
Angels won’t hear his plea
They’re ripping his soul from the earth
And all that he could have been will never be seen
So now we’re obliged to say goodbye

And it hurts for those who are left behind
But I don’t really think that I mind
Which one of the fateful kind I’ll be
It doesn’t worry me

Life is a fragile thing
A work of art I’m a colour in
And I want my strokes to show
Whether they’re short or long is of no matter
As long as they are strong when I have to go

And it hurts for those who are left behind
But I don’t really think that I mind
Which one of the fateful kind I’ll be
It doesn’t worry me

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