A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Just a though based on the lyrics....Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
Ain't it true? Yup, it guess it sure is true and it's the saddest thing ever. The people who listen and not judge somehow come around and fly away..just like lovely doves..
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