Shall I die to put the breath to sleep or meet each day unto death I keep to walk a lonely line that never ends or profess my love to better friends to drink the swill that ails all bones or follow the dog that leads me home life is a test is it not for better or worse till death do us part if only you go first lively games are played and lost in bed wise to keep awake then lose your head well to remain friends then beg or borrow nor tell a lie and forget all by tomorrow to crawl, to stumble, to walk, to run or leap to want, to worry, to have, or love too deep life is a mystery, a conundrum to meet stay awake for we lose too much to sleep