The Art of Dying.

Live, so that you may die;

Fall, so that you may fly.

Dream so that you may waken,

And the birds fall away in their making.

Eat so that you may starve,

And drink so that you'll be parched.

Be stone,

So that you might be water,

Now forget you are either,

And live through that nine to fiver.

Force what comes alone,

And you will never see past my dreamy tone.

For all that I practice is this: Die, so that you may live.

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