The end of life
Is also
The end of death

Time keeps slipping past
I try to hold on,
But it sits like so much water
In clumsily cupped hands

I am the tip of a restless drill
Backed with the force of inevitablity
Carving endlessly through thick fog,
the blindness of what's to come

I am pushed,  endlessly on
And when I look back I realize only
How distant now, my old reality was
And I'm pushed ever further away

Every moment begins and ends without consent
If I'm ready to relinquish one present for the next,
Every moment passed is a loss to the current of time
Which I Greive,  yet I gain another

She remembers neither my glory nor sin,
In an unmarked world, I am born again

I measured my life in teaspoons and rings
And every flap of my tethered bird wings.
I spent my best treasures on diamonds and gold
So now as I age,  I fear I grow old

I counted my days as labour and sleep
the former came easy,  the latter a feat
I forgot the stories my mother once told
And now as I age, I fear I grow old

Once I was younger, sweet as a bell
But as I grew up,  another part fell
I used to be clever,  a dreamer and bold
But now at my age,  I've already grown old

I warn you my dear,  before it's too late
Do not be a fool to glitter and fate
The world is an oyster, but pearls are so cold
Turn your eyes to the skies, before you get old