I don't yet want to be
In the arms of silver wings
I don't want to be controlled
By the deadly red disease
I don't want to see
The curtains rise this moment
I would like to receive
This breath I've chosen
To intake
And think for myself
From this day and on
I still lie awake and watch
The stars shine strong
Minute to minute
The clouds pass with ease
Then I shed a tear
Why can't that be me?
So free and alive
Drifting quietly away
Hopefully after my last breath
I can be a cloud some day
