Death To Birth

From ripe to rotten
 Too real to live
 Should I lie down
 Or stand up and walk around again?
 My eyes finally wide open up
 My eyes finally wide open shut
 To find a found of sound that hears the touch of my tears
 Smells the taste of all we waste
 Could feed the others
 But we smother each other in nectar
 And pucker the sour, bitter sweet weather
 Blows through our trees
 Swims through our seas
 Flies through the last gas we left on this Earth
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to...
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
 Oh, it's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
 Should I die again?
 Should I lie around
 The pounds of matter willing through space?
 I know I'll never know until I come face-to-face
 With my own cold, dead face
 With my own wooden case
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to...
 It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
 Oh, it's a long, lonely journey from death to... birth