Remember, he lived!
I am not here to please your ears
neither will I talk to the withered body
we are unwillingly sent to earth
we will one day unwillingly die
I know these words won’t get home with you
you’ll roll, smoke and puff into thin air
or you’ll chew and moan them out later
but I’ll talk, in honour, of my friend:
Talyoung – a man that lived.
Being born is an assurance
that you and I will surely die,
so for what we have left on earth
let us do what will make our hearts beat with mirth
for there’s an end. and that is all. we will be done