When you stand against the sun
And feel those final rays
May you fight just that drum
In all your mind search your days
Ask only this;
Have you fought
With all your heart
Truths to be and those of not
With all your power leave no part
Have you loved
In all your head
Without the world
Without the end to fear and dread
To the end by cold ground and fist curled
And when you meet that yellow light
May you be content to fade
To disappear in flesh, never in me
But here you\'ll stay in my love and in the grave