"i was born too soon" is how my grave will read
Lived to 35 but died at 17
It took an hour or so to reach the border as planned
A few miles from here i would never know
I'll confess what i've done in time
Lived through worse and never cared for anyone
They never seemed to mind for me
I left before they ever knew that i was gone
It's the facts blood knows laid out in front of you
Tied up in foolish news waiting for a view
All the time i've been waiting by them
Look at them they can't find me
In walked the left to lose / chained down to please a few
I wonder who they'll choose / i wonder who
In whispered to my ear, "what will you do until then"
Dream all you want me dear it's a fitting an end.