In a place of solace

I may not have been
What you wanted me to have been, for your first born
Do they mourn my life or celebrate my death
Do they celebrate my death

This casket, close it up
This casket, close it up

No one speaks, no one says a word, no one here stands
This is honesty through passivity, looking away
This is ignorance through abstinence, you stay away

It ends with ashes, to destroy the evidence, and block the memory
Close it up, break it out, and remain in a place of solace