Life is a funny thing, it’s always been
Just when you think you are up, it drags you down
With every grasp I try to reach
The elusive promised land
Walked many a mile, I have
But I am yet to see
That glorious land
but get there, one day I will
Then all my sorrow will be gone
All my tears will be wiped away
I will not tire anymore
finally I will be… home

i am alone, but i am not lonely
i am happy to be with myself only
alone is not a bad place to be
there are so many things to hear and see

i am surrounded by a thousand men
but i can hardly wait until when
i will be by myself again
where there is no sorrow or pain

a thousand people have tried to hurt me
a thousand more have tried to **** me
some of them have indeed succeeded
but i am still standing undefeated

i know i will one day be killed
the dreams of my enemies fulfilled
but until that day, i will fight on
until the sun dawns in the morn

Where are you, oh death, my friend
I’ve never shook your cold hand
but I feel like I know you so well
I think about you all the time

I look for you everywhere I go
why do you avoid me like this?
why can’t you just say hi
just wave to me from afar

Tap me on my shoulder when I am asleep
hit me over the head with the rainbow
whisper in my ear and say ‘ala mai’
kiss my coffin and tell me to sleep

Look at me from the mountaintop
say to me you will visit me soon
I wait longingly for that day
when you will squeeze my hand
and take me away to that field
the field of many daylilies
lay me down on the blue thorns
let the long green grass grow over me
let them hide me with their long blades
let me be lost in the green mini jungle
let me lie there and forget the world
and let the world forget me
never to be remembered ever again

i am on my bed, laying on my back
i am looking at the ceiling
i get a strange sensation
that i am not alone in the room

i have laid here on this bed
a million times before
but there is something different today
there is an eerie mist moving around

i see figures walking around in silence
some i know, some i don't
some from the present some from the past
they've all come to say goodbye

you see, i am dying
the next few moments will be my last
don't feel bad, i have no regrets
at least, i'd like to think i don't

the mysterious figures hover over me
they look at me with burning anger in their eyes
i do not know these figures
i do not know why they are angry at me

then i recognize one figure
he is a ghost from the past
he is the ghost of the book i never wrote
you see, i once wanted to be a writer

then i recognize another
he is the ghost of the orphanage
that i never built for the street kids
you see, i once wanted to help the poor

then i recognize yet another
he is the ghost of the racial equality
that i never fought for
you see, i once wanted to fight for justice

yet another ghost i recognize
this time, it’s the ghost of adventure
the adventures i never went on
you see, i once wanted to travel the world

then i see a familiar ghost
this is the ghost of all the missed opportunities
missed chances to help mankind
you see, i once wanted to be a humanitarian

ah, here is one i know well
it is the ghost of sobriety
something i didn't fight hard enough for
you see, once i dreamed of being a teetotaler

I see many more ghosts
now i recognize every single one of them
i find it hard to withstand their anger
they are angry because i never brought them to life

now i understand their anger
all my life i have neglected
my responsibility to give them life
so they must remain dead forever

the ghosts are getting ready to carry me away
one look in their eyes and i see
that it won't be to paradise
i am powerless to protest

heed this warning, you among the living
learn from my mistakes
do not waste your talents
make use of every opportunity

it is too late for me
but you still have time
never let a chance to help
others pass you by

You look so peaceful in your sleep
with that beautiful look of serenity on your face
you look like an angel taking a nap
so exquisite, so elegant, so delicate
I wonder if you are dreaming
and if you are dreaming
are you dreaming of me?
are you dreaming of the times we’ve had
the good and the bad?
Are you dreaming of the first time
I held you in my arms and kissed your lips?
are you dreaming of the time I whispered in your ear
that I love with all my heart?
You look so peaceful, without a care in the world
your lips curled up into a seductive smile
your cheeks a rosy hue shining like night fly
I wonder if you are dreaming
But how can you be dreaming?
how can anything be on your mind?
how can your heart be beating
lying here in your cold grave

I have come to the door so many times
and placed my finger on its latch
gripped it tight and then… stopped…
terrified of what’s on the other side

What’s on the other side?
would be good, or would it be bad?
would it be bliss or would it be sorrow?
I could only guess

Not knowing what lies beyond
I could never gather up the courage
to open this mysterious door
and enter through to explore

But now, after all these years
I am finally ready to open the door
no longer am I afraid of what lies beyond
this gateway that’s been my tormentor

But before I go, I must bid farewell
for this is a one-way door
everyone who’s ever walked through it
has never been seen, nevermore
for this is a one-way door and death is its name

I want to watch the sunrise from atop Sigiriya
I want to feel the warmth of the ****** sun rays
I want to stare at the sun until my eyes start to burn
but first I have to live

I want to swim in the turquoise blue ocean
I want to joke with the dolphins as I swim with them
I want to ride the friendly turtle’s thirteen moons
but first I have to live

I want to fly high with the majestic eagle
I want to soar up above the highest mountain peek
I want to get a birds eye view of the world below
but first I have to live

There are so many things I want to do
so many places I want to go
but first I have to live
so bring me back to life