With every wind I hear you sing "You will be fine" With every note Stuck in your throat "This is your time", but Everyone is just walking away from me Am I really that nasty All the dust and dirt affects my skin Everyone is just turning away from me Am I really that filthy It's cold and dark, let me in I'm in love with this land of plenty Full of folks that still are friendly I've lost my will, still I see some hope Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly Find me a tree, make it sturdy Bye ma! it's my time to go Yes this one's for the dead