"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.