Elegy - Howard Jones

Please don’t look at me this way

I am from the same seed as you

Take me back to the womb

I am weary of this life

Don’t believe in my eyes

Don’t believe in my mind

Don’t believe in right or wrong

Don’t believe in cruel or kind

But all this talk is only poetry

Only as true as we would believe

We must live to fight the negative

Not to court the self in defeat oh oh oh oh

In defeat oh oh oh oh

Oh the pain of life is sweet

Is it wrong to long for death?

Must I cling to the thrills of life

Ash to ash and dust to dust

But all this talk is only poetry

Only as true as we would believe

We must live to fight the negative

Not court the self in defeat oh oh oh oh

In defeat oh oh oh oh

You have looked at me this way

We are all from the same seed

Take us forward through the tomb

There’s no finish to a life