Farewell

Hey you old faithful dog,
Are you gonna miss me tonight?
Through the lonesome cold fog
Can't see anything in sight

Will you notice when I'm gone?
Or take a moment of silence for my despair
Maybe instead you can reap my existence
And leave my memory bare

Thus a secret fortune song
Singing till they take my remains to sail
Buried upon blue,
Old thief will you lead me past this trail?

Though maybe you won't know at all
And i'll go, without a sound, without a saint
And i'll go, and ill go
Within your grasp i stay faint