He danced on his deathbed
 And so performed his final dance
 For friends, family, and lovers
 And all those who'd had the chance
 To know him, to love him

 My domesticated body
 And my mind by moderation tamed
 Seethe within my xerox-copied skin
 And I ask him : "Is all freedom dark"

 One thousand and one birds
 Take off in an instant
 Flying-feeling-filling through the air
 And I ask them : "Is all freedom light"

 He danced on his deathbed
 And so performed his final dance
 For friends, family, and lovers
 And all those who'd had the chance
 To know him, to love him