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No One Dies Here
Country music is physical.
Its listeners typically work with their hands.
Alternative rock is abstract
And white collar to a man.
But good music is good music,
And if you have the right mentality
They put you in the hall of fame
And grant you immortality.
It's also true that the saved
Do not die when they move on.
They know eternal life,
This life mere stepping stone.
And mothers and fathers
Who always love their kids
Leave a legacy, a new generation
To pass on what they did.
And leaders, and the infamous,
And those who break on through
Are remembered for the ages
For what they did and where they stood.
Sometimes it's sheer luck.
Sometimes it's sheer will.
Sometimes it's for peacemaking.
Sometimes it's for the kill.
This place is always swept.
The heart's happy, and content.
No one dies here. We live forever
Like words etched in cement.
In these modern times
Looking for a Christ
Is what we do with celebrity.
So if you'r ambitious, hold on tight.
They do not die. They are remembered.
Some have songs sung from car to car horn
In traffic they leave behind,
Like an embrace jointly forlorn.
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