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Frank Turner( Francis Edward Turner )
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One Foot Before The Other
On the very day I die
The very last of my desires
Is that you take my broken body
And commit it to the fire
And then when the fire is finished
Scrape the ashes in a tin
Take them down to London's drinking reservoirs
And throw them in
And then specks infinitesimal
Of my mortal remains
Will slide down 7 million throats
And into 7 million veins
And I will creep through their capillaries
To the marrow of their bones
And they will wake to bright new mornings
And then wordlessly they'll know
That I remain, I am remembered
I remain, I am remembered
So these 7 million innocents
They will have me in their blood
And when they die they'll burn their bodies
Or be buried in the mud
And I will spread through streams and rivers
Like a virus through a host
From the hamlets to the cities
From the rivers to the coast
And from there into the channel
Across the great Atlantic Ocean
An' ever onwards to the new world
Through the waters gentle motions
Until parts of me are part of
Every land mass, every sea
In the rain, up on your crops
And in the very air you breath
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I remain, I am remembered
I remain, I am remembered
I remain and all the things I love
Will be washed away in the rain, I remain
I'm not convinced of the existence
Of these things that don't exist
Yeah, by Jewish boys with big ideas
And scratches on their wrist
By a loving or a vengeful god
Or one who condescends
Who'll wash his hands down in the mire
Among the misery of men
Or by ever turning circles
Hanging timeless in the sky
Like a dream catcher distracting
From the fact you're gonna die
But I place one foot before the other
Confident because
I know that everything we are right now
Is everything that was
That Watt Tyler, Woody, Guthrie
Dostoevsky and Davy Jones
Are all dissolved into their ether
And have crept into my bones
And all the cells in all the lines
Upon the backs of both my hands
Were once carved into the details
Of two feet upon the sand
So we remain, we are remembered
We remain, we are remembered
We remain and all the things we love
Will be washed away in the rain, we remain
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