If I die in battle
in the middle of some war
And if you find nothing but my bones
Take that rucksack off my back
and fill it with those bones
And, then, please carry me to bury me
For I have gone home
If you find me lying in an old man's bed
With a smile on my face that's cold a atom...
Bag up up all my ashes
Put my smile on a post it note
And, then, please carry me to bury me
'Cause I I have gone home.
Take that smiley post it note
And stick it on the door
Tell all my people living there
"I don't live here anymore..."
For I have gone to a better place
A land of peace and joy
My pilgrimage is finally over
I have gone home.
If you find me starved to deaths
or murdered in some dump
Or, hospitalized--a disease filled lump
Take that what remains of ME
Take as much of ME as you can
And, then, please carry me to bury me
For I have gone home...
Take that smiley post it note
And, stick it on the door
Tell all the people living there
"I don't live here any more..."
For I have gone to better land
A land of peace and joy
No longer a stranger in a star he land...
I have gone home.