To be played when there are no other cards left
I'll slip into the ocean unnoticed and notify no one on the notarized form
And they're slow on a hot summer morning
Like that one-legged locksmith in Colraine
But I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
To be played when there are no other cards left
As time drags on and I thin and whiten and my beard grows long
I might look like Walt Whitman
All sunken-eyed and dry and without pigment
But I wanna be spry as a newborn kitten
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And I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
To be played when there are no other cards left
I wanna open like the bay does to the ocean
With any cool portion of every emotion
Or soldier forward and be hard as a flat board
With the heart of an approaching asteroid
Like go and ride like a cat's toy in a dryer
Stay true to my matter like a brick in fire
Wrapped in my long years like a spool of wire
Unspoiled by the coils of fame and desires
So I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
To be played when there are no other cards left
Hold my own death as a card in the deck
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