Burn my journal
Is it safe when I die
Burn my journal
I’d be crazy to lie
All those years of never knowing
Who peeps inside
When I die burn it up when I die

I can take it
When I’m dead and gone
My mistakes won’t
Mean a thing they’re just wrong
Still I edit everything
Event though it belongs
When I’m gone burn it up when I’m gone

If you get a mention then I loved you so
Even if my words didn’t show
If you get a mention then I loved you so
Even though

I’ve got something now to say but I know I won’t
I’ll take it with me in my little boat
We are sailing over Jordan’s ever spanning tide
On to glory my secret and I

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