[[ Fairly obvious. End-of-life medical care and typical family gathering to see the person out. The person is more than ready to go. (Also, this is my living will: snuff me out when things get bad.) ]]
Die in hospital
Holes in skin
Tubes go out
Tubes go in
That's the balance
Lungs abubble
Every breath
One for life
One for death
That's the balance
Now gather round
and watch me burn down,
my tribe around a fire.
I'm the flick of a switch.
Turn off the light
and look for the spark
from the end of this frayed wire.
I'm the flick of a switch.
Let me go.
I'm the flick of a switch.
Stop the meter. This is the end of my ride.
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