and then bury me, do not burn me<\/p>\n
When I could tell you the stories <\/p>\n
From the bed where I will lie<\/p>\n
Not able to describe some of the characters<\/p>\n
Who gave me oath of secrecy?<\/p>\n
But whose place in the story <\/p>\n
Remain etched for ever, <\/p>\n
With impressions that they leave<\/p>\n
No one ever really measures, <\/p>\n
I will sing songs that could be sung by anyone<\/p>\n
But whose words will mean<\/p>\n
Some thing different to every one<\/p>\n
You will quiz me, I will smile <\/p>\n
And keep weaving the web, the carpet<\/p>\n
Without having any worry about<\/p>\n
Who walks on it, <\/p>\n
whose worries are trapped in it<\/p>\n
forever, <\/p>\n
let me just disappear<\/p>\n
let me just clear<\/p>\n
my table of all tasks, all pending letters<\/p>\n
to be written<\/p>\n
and then bury me, do not burn me<\/p>\n
so that by adding a bit of manure<\/p>\n
I will let this world be richer<\/p>\n
Rather then be more foggy, more smokey<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
and then bury me, do not burn me When I could tell you the stories From the bed where I will lie Not able to describe some of the characters Who gave me oath of secrecy? But whose place in the story Remain etched for ever, With impressions that they leave No one ever really … <\/p>\n