lacrimosa

"When I die  Give what’s left of me away  To children  And old men that wait to die.   And if you need to cry,  Cry for your brother  Walking the street beside you.  And when you need me,  Put your arms  Around anyone And give them  What you need to give to me.  I want to leave you something,  Something better  Than words  Or sounds.  Look for me  In the people I’ve known  Or loved,  And if you cannot give me away,  At least let me live on in your eyes  And not your mind.  You can love me most  By letting  Hands touch hands,  By letting bodies touch bodies,  And by letting go  Of children  That need to be free.  Love doesn’t die,  People do.  So, when all that’s left of me  Is love,  Give me away."