If I had to go
If I had to go without,
There's absolutely no doubt
I'd give up everything I own,
Right down to skin and bone.
But I'd hang on tooth and nail,
To my internal holy grail
My closest friend and ally,
I could never utter goodbye
To that thing that keeps me sane
That lovely voice that's in my brain
Oh, the thoughts that they would find
If I left my mind behind.
No decision could be made
Thoughts eternally delayed
No opinion and no preference
No memories to seek reference
What kind of life would that be,
To not live... mentally?
A life certainly not for me.
So if I had to go without
There is absolutely no doubt
That the only thing I'd need
Is for my thoughts to proceed.
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