Lie half-alive in my hospital bed Or to some of you that may be half-dead I.V. machines running to my veins Man-made life restores my withered remains A mirror of sorts appears before my being My human end has come, that's all that I see Now that my soul it set free I'm classified dead now, it seems My destiny plunders on through I'm granted a room with a view Nurses and interns gathering at my side I try to yell at them, I haven't died As I project, my soul emerges from fear I soon remember all the reasons I'm here How strange, I thought that I could see myself A different light, sight, sound and smell A different experience, a new world Almost unhuman to me See them cart me away I venture to a new day Human inhibitions are gone Emotions are few I'd pass up any life For a room with a view
