Hello, I say - over here in this dusty old vase
Light a candle for me - I haven't yet gotten to the end of this maze
There are no jeanie escapes - your rubs would all be in vain
But you could relieve me of my pain - by lighting a fire in my name
Don't throw my writings in it - you might just burn my diary
The only thing I left behind - besides these ash remains
Ashes to ashes - body and pages
Let my mind live through the ages
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