Personal Afterlife

Words and music copyright 2008 by Howard Ashby Kranz

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1. When I die, the life in me will disperse back into the universe,

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The earth in me will dissolve back into the elements,

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The God in me will journey back to God,

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And that’s just fine; it’s a comfort to think that they’ll all make such good use of me.

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But there’s just one more thing I want of destiny:

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Chorus: I want to have a personal afterlife

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I want to be transformed, but not homogenized.

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I want to live on as Howard, and as Howard to think and joke and feel.

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O Saint Kurt Vonnegut, now that you know, hey what’s the deal?

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2. I don’t need no dreadnought harp of gold, just give me my D-18,

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Don’t need to pal with saints, just my friends and family

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And you can grant full pardon to my foes.

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I just want to keep on living, trying to figure out each new phase.

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I just want to keep on traveling on my way.

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Chorus: I want to have a personal afterlife

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I want to be transformed, but not homogenized.

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I want to go on as Howard, and as Howard to think and joke and feel.

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O Saint Kurt Vonnegut, now that you know, hey what’s the deal?