The day comes when you will run out of sunlight and get stuck in a grave; which measures the width of your shoulders (plus elbow room) and length enough to wiggle your toes (if you weren't dead).
Oh Fool, find the Companion before you run out of sunlight. The One that guides your soul in the spirit world. Don't make a room for your corpse. Rather dissolve into nothingness. The world's passages to narrow for soul lovers.
Oh Fool, find the Companion before you run out of sunlight. The One that guides your soul in the spirit world. Don't make a room for your corpse. Rather dissolve into nothingness. The world's passages to narrow for soul lovers.
