Salt Lake City - Motherfolk

Hold on to me,

Don’t loosen your grip.

Cause you know I’m bound to leave,

Bags packed to go,

I hope you know that

I hope your organs fail you before I do,

I hope your lungs run out of air before your dreams run out of truth,

I hope your heart explodes before you watch me turn human.

I hope you shiver from the cold before I let you sink,

I hope your body gives up before all your joy leaves,

and on that day you close your eyes, I hope you don’t feel a thing.

Take all the time need, don’t worry about me.

Because my rage has been my air to breathe, filling up my lungs.

I just don’t have the strength,

The strength you really need.

I hope your organs fail you before I do,

I hope your lungs run out of air before your dreams run out of truth,

I hope your heart explodes before you watch me turn human.

I hope you shiver from the cold before I let you sink,

I hope your body gives up before all your joy leaves,

and on that day you close your eyes, I hope you don’t feel a thing.