gone far away into the silent land
when you can no more hold me by the hand
nor I half turn to go yet turning stay <...>
only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray
(my bark was worse than my byte)
yet if you should forget me for a while
and afterwards remember, do not grieve
for if the darkness and corruption leave
a vestige of the thoughts that once I had
better by far you should forget and smile
than that you should remember and be sad.
(sweet_jane. mi scuso con chi ho escluso)