This will be my final statement so pay no heed to the former things I’ve said Life has taught me how to be humble and thankful for everything All the ones my mind has touched I bid you all farewell
It’s your turn now Shine
Reciting childhood rhymes All I have is time And time is getting old And I’m getting old
Three long weeks and two more years to follow I’m counting sleepless stars outside my window I’m reaching for that lonely red body Oh God I miss the sound of wind blowing Now it’s only silence I’ll miss your planet