one day i'll fly away, leave all this to yesterday. why live life from dream to dream, and dread the day when dreaming ends? one day i'll fly away, fly, fly away... - moulin rouge ost, 'one day i'll fly away'
Death stands above me, whispering low i know not what into my ear: of his strange language all i know is, there is not a word of fear - walter savage landor
...but I am sick of time, and I desire to rest. pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie; go by, go by. - Alfred, Lord Tennyson
