He danced on his deathbed
And so performed his final dance
For friends, family, and lovers
And all those who'd had a chance
To know him, to love him
To know him, to love him

My domesticated body
And my mind by moderation tamed
Seethe within my Xerox copied skin
And I ask him
"Is our freedom dark?"

He danced on his deathbed
And so performed his final dance
For friends, family, and lovers
And all those who'd had a chance
To know him, to love him
To know him, to love him

One thousand and one birds
Take off in an instant
Flying, feeling, filling
Through the air
And I ask them
"Is our freedom light?"

He danced on his deathbed
And so performed his final dance
For friends, family, and lovers
And all those who'd had a chance
To know him, to love him
To know him, to love him

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