To Whom It May Concern The Funeral Portrait

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I press on with the hope that I died in the name of science, and yet it’s so surreal
Open fire, restless ocean
Let me transmit thoughts through you
She longs for a second set of hands playing along at her grand piano
I’d give her mine if it weren’t for the distance between her and I
Well I never had a way with words
You always knew just what to say
I cannot breathe, so could we step outside?
‘Cause I can’t trust myself
Hand to God, I am one with the sun
Please forgive me
When you hear this in a few more centuries, will you still be there waiting for me?
This won’t be the end of us, I swear
I could never stay as calm as you do