Take these bones. My spirit doesn't need them any longer. In the zone. Between the living and the dead. Take these eyes. 'Cause I don't need to see another minute. Of this life. From which I'm hanging by a thread. Please let go. We'll maybe meet again in someone's vision. Who could know. If there's another one out there?. On my own. I'm crossing through the final resolution. Going home. Without a promise or a breath. We are of indecision. Too late to change your mind. Was it a superstition?. Your dime. In my time. I've tried but didn't find a real direction. Toe the line. On the periphery of life. Say goodbye. There's no escape from absolute conclusion. Life goes by. But memories remain the same. Remain the same