I am more yours than my own,
Yours is my meagre wealth,
Yours my unhappy home.
Under the stars and planets,
Down where we mortals roam,
In this unhappy annexe
Of unwieldy flesh and bone,
I am closer to you than myself,
I am more yours than my own.
Even the power of death
Into the darkness thrown,
Shall not divest my breath
Of this one word alone;
I am closer to you than myself,
I am more yours than my own.
