When

When I die, how will it be?

Will the steel horses trample me
Underfoot without a thought?

Will it be in an open field
Under the sun and rain?

Will it be in a war for a cause
I don't understand?

Will I simply fade away
In my true love's arms?

Will there be thousands to mourn me,
Or just the few I've touched?

Will I have time to say goodbye,
Or will it happen in an instant?

Will it be today, or tomorrow?

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