He danced on his deathbed   And so performed his final dance   For friends, family, and lovers   And all those who'd had a chance   To know him, to love him   To know him, to love him      My domesticated body   And my mind by moderation tamed   Seethe within my Xerox copied skin   And I ask him   "Is our freedom dark?"      He danced on his deathbed   And so performed his final dance   For friends, family, and lovers   And all those who'd had a chance   To know him, to love him   To know him, to love him      One thousand and one birds   Take off in an instant   Flying, feeling, filling   Through the air   And I ask them   "Is our freedom light?"      He danced on his deathbed   And so performed his final dance   For friends, family, and lovers   And all those who'd had a chance   To know him, to love him   To know him, to love him