Death is not the end, my friend   Death is not the end, again   Death is not the end my friend   Death is not the end      Psychology has got me seeing shrinks   My biology's been compared to missing links   In revelry, passed out, giddy on the ground   Wearing pale degrees of blacks and grays and browns      Sails on the sea, sought regrets in your life   Valley and peak, run in darkness and in light   Your family tree high upon the hill   Has lost its leaves when the wind was still      A Melody of retreads and broken quills   Chivalry stacked from high to just might spill   When running low, get high and take a stand   Hit a plateau, run parallel to this land      Don't fail to see that love is blind and free   And cutting keys is unlocking from the leash   Paying fees and broke's nowhere to be   Life's a tease, that pushes foddered greed      Your memory, In pints and packs and pills   Has given me weights and measures unfulfilled   I'd give a day to wish away the week   From ships of clay to mountains of the meek