I had this fantasy that I would look across the tables, and i see you there ,with a wife,maybe a couple of kinds ,you wouldn't say anything to me,nor me to you. But we both know that you'd made it. That you were happy.
I've sewn you up, I've set your bones ,but I won't bury you.
Leaving is all i have to make you understand.
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss.I see the lives for which I lay down my live...peaceful...useful...prosperous and happy. I see that i hold a sanctuary in their hearts...and in the hearts of their descendants generations hence.
It is a far,far better things that I do than I have done .
It is a far,far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.