A borrowed prayer died before it filled your lips Your grandfather was the one who taught you it To speak in troubled times, to carry you to port Now mechanical, it seems so meaningless
And what do I think Death is death is death And no amount of prayer will change that And anyway, time is better spent on things you can change
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