My time runs short, it's time for me to go Dr says this will be my last time to see snow. My journey turns north towards a beautiful glacial lake. To an ancient tree where I carved my first love's name. I've made good friends these last few digital years, We shared the triumphs, the laughs, and the tears. But it's time for transparency, it’s time to share, Time for clarity for the people that care. My nerves are being destroyed by tumors in my spine. My organs are dying, failing one at a time. My legs feel like lava, my hands I can't feel, The nerve blocks stopped working, now the pain is too real. There are times you are speaking and I don't answer you. Those are moments of agony preventing my voice coming through In Washington state, there’s a merciful pact, Written in law as the Dignity Act. The doctor gives medicine for me to take, To find peaceful rest beside Goat Lake. Then I'm flown down the mountain to Willapa Bay, To a sacred island where I'll finally lay. The pain is getting hard to bear, I can barely stand My God tells my soul to return to the land. Shed no more tears, I have chosen my way, I want to leave with my dignity, as a man, on this day. But please look out for Aranza, and Andreina, my wife, Because I'm tearing a hole in their fragile life. They are my light when the shadows pull through, When I leave them behind, I am trusting in you. It’s my final hour, it’s time to go. Climb the final mountain, see my final snow. To my digital family, my brothers in the fray, When you hear this song, know I've found my way. I'll see you in the snow. I'll see you in the snow.
