What is life—beyond mere breath, a quiet march from birth to death? A ticking clock, a borrowed role... What is life—beyond mere breath, a quiet march from birth to death? A ticking cl...

When I was dying on the road. When I was dying on the road.

I have some friends Smart and brave I have some friends Smart and brave

With all your might. With all your might.

Oh my baby come to me Why are you so worried Oh my baby come to me Why are you so worried