“I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.”
― Banksy
Some say they’ve went there, to the other side.
That’s what they’ll tell you after they died.
The tickers kick’n and soon I’ll know
Whether this day I’m livin’ is my day to go
What do you do on the way out the door
When what you see, you’ll see no more
About these things I’m curious to ask
tripping the other side of the living mask
So my friends and lovers dear
who I hold both now and there
On the other side will you come with me
and find out what’s beyond that nether sea?
Opinions Of Eye 