Who Will I Be At My Final Rest
My metamorphosis is everlasting.
From one day to the next I am ever changing.
Unfinished stories rest in graves by my bedside,
I count them as I fall asleep.
To grow and change is a privilege,
I hope to never stop.
My metamorphosis is everlasting.
From one day to the next I am ever changing.
Unfinished stories rest in graves by my bedside,
I count them as I fall asleep.
To grow and change is a privilege,
I hope to never stop.