| Me I’ve just died
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| But some machine keeps on humming
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| I’m just an extra piece of dead meat to keep running
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| Why won’t you let me die in peace?
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| Why won’t you let me die with some kind of honour?
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| Why won’t you let me die at all?
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| I know
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| You’ve got your principles
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| My body lies immobile
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| I left it days ago
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| And me I watch from somewhere as the loved ones come and go I see them glancing at the switch
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| I hear them whispering «maybe it’s better that way»
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| I see the love turn into feelings
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| I know
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| Aren’t quite the same
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| I see the men of learning
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| Pacing to and fro
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| But how can I expect the sane to ever know?
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| I’d rather die than have no mind
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| I know my brain is gone «damaged beyond repair»
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| I see an empty shell below me I know
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| I’ve had my time |