Warmed up by the sun
Cooled down by the rain
Illuminated by the moon
Serenaded by the birds
Comforted by the breeze
Fed by the plants
Accompanied by the living
And reminded by the dead

Even if nothing else works
Looking at all the other things
I know I'm so blessed

Little Mary was a dreamer
A very sweet one of course

Though the chains of reality bound her to a myriad of troubles
In her dreams she was free

She was free to dream of a home
A home decorated with a loving husband and successful children

She was free to dream of grandchildren
Little ones sitting close and listening to her tell stories of old

She was free to dream of one day
The day her afflictions will finally go away

She actually had a lot of dreams
A lot she never had the chance to live

Dream on Little Mary
Dream on
Until we meet again dream on
Your dreams may see reality on the other side
So dream on

When the flesh is tired, the spirit will move on
So, work young one
Work
Work while you still have the strength
Today you can, tomorrow you may not
The spirit still abides
So work

When we first met
When we first spoke
When I said less but you said yes
You have been the one

When the clock stops
When my breath fades
When our kin cry til their tears dry
You will still be the one

Let's celebrate the success
And enjoy the moment
Let's recount the problems
And how we solved them
But let's live for another day to celebrate

Let's satisfy the hunger
And dance to that banger
Let's toast to the dangers
And how we survived them
But let's live for another day to celebrate

Another day to drink
Another day to sing
Another day to drive
Another day to thrive
Let's live for another day to celebrate

Some focus on today's treasure to save
Others on the things their soul crave
But we focus on beyond the grave

Beyond the grave in our works
Beyond the grave in our words
Beyond the grave in our ways

Beyond the grave in melody
Beyond the grave in memory
Beyond the grave in history

Beethoven still lives in sheet musics
Einstein still lives in scientific works
We live on Hello Poetry

Let's live beyond the grave

My soul spoke to me but I didn't write
I didn't cos I felt the time wasn't right
When I was ready, I couldn't write
Cos I couldn't remember what I was told to write

What a loss