What would it be like to know
A moment closer, a breath away
For me I’d wonder if Hell awaits
(Overrated, those dented Pearly Gates)

Each bird that flew the breeze
The repertoire of frogs’ delight
A rising moon and setting sun
(Hourglass time is nearly done)

Every smile one less to share
Don’t let the love go to waste
All you love you cannot take
(Close your eyes, enjoy, don’t wake)

Please don’t fear the stage
Applause follows your final bow
Elegant and peaceful, turn the page
(But nothing compares to backstage)