When I was on that pavement
And damn near made a ghost
I did consider what I would miss most
It was not your eyes that shine so bright
It was not some sunrise
It was time
Back in my apartment
Lying on my bed
I held so gently a strange cigarette
How lovely the smoke that captures the light
As it moves through space
And travels through time
So scatter me when it's done
In a forest or the sea
Or bury me quiet by a little old tree
Or I may just walk off into the night
I'll make up my mind in time
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