If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life Well,
I've had just enough time
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts,
oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singing
Funny, when you're dead how people start listening
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears,
keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh
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