Songs, removed from their homes,
Are given new uses;
Articulating emotions that words alone
Cannot accurately describe.
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In your boxes in the sky?
Going up escalators or down in elevators,
Lost in thought, plotting possible futures.
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A few weeks ago I read a book that featured a sky burial, which is basically when you die your family hauls your body up to the top of a mountain and leaves it there to decompose while birds pick off your flesh and leave your bones behind, which I thought was a beautiful way to leave this world, because I look at it as God using His creatures of the sky to collect the pieces of your soul left behind on Earth and bring it back to Him so that through His work you will be reconstituted and live in Heaven with your favourite people for all Eternity.
#SPOTIFY Sure. Why not?
ELEVATORS I like this one best. Maybe lost in thought divying up the world-pie among your partners, for a better future.
SKY BURIAL MONOLOGUE This is fine but seems to echo the original sentiment with just a little interpretive flourish.
Still, it's good. Keep on.
Sky Burial...my way to go. Good stuff.
Yes. *
Enjoyed.*