When You Die

When you die
Your loved ones will gather
And have a remembrance
Of your life
In front of your body
Trussed up like a display mannequin
While a DVD plays
Where you never got to pick
The pictures
Or the soundtrack.
It depresses me to no end
That they’ll probably play “Memory”
But not “Time In A Bottle”

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