<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=61953" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My death waits like an old roue<br>So confident, Ill go his way<br>Whistle to him<br>And the passing time...<br>My death waits like a Bible truth<br>At the funeral of my youth<br>We drank for that -<br>The passing time..<br>My death waits like<br>A witch at night<br>As surely as our love is right<br>Lets not think of that or the passing time<br>But whatever lies behind the door<br>There is nothing much to do...<br>Angel or devil, I dont care<br>For in front of that door...<br>There is you.<br>My death waits like a beggar blind<br>Who sees the world through an unlit mind<br>Throw him a dime<br>For the passing time...<br>My death waits to allow my friends<br>A few good times<br>Before it ends<br>Lets not think about<br>And the passing time..<br>My death waits there, between your thighs,<br>Your cool fingers will close my eyes,<br>Lets not think about the passing time.<br>For whatever lies behind the door<br>There is nothing much to do...<br>Angel or devil, I dont care<br>For in front of that door...<br>There is you.<br>My death waits there among the leaves<br>In magicians mysterious sleeves,<br>Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...<br>My death waits there, among the flowers<br>Where the blackest shadows cowers<br>So lets pick lilacs<br>The passing time..<br>My death waits there, in a double bed<br>Sails of oblivion and my head<br>Lets not think about<br>The passing time.<br>But whatever lies behind the door<br>There is nothing much to do...<br>Angel or devil, I dont care<br>For, in front of that door...<br>There is you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by David Bowie - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=61953" data-title="My Death" data-description="My death waits like an old roue So confident, Ill go his way Whistle to him And the passing time... My death waits like a Bible truth At the funeral of my youth We drank for that - The passing time.. My death waits like A witch at night As surely ..."></div> </div> </div>

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