The where and whys and when will all come together in the end Discuss the days events civilised and with intelligence to find a friend I will always think of now as the back when as I grow older and put down my pen Maybe I'll die in my sleep tonight and I will take my soul to the celestial to ascend Or I'll be thinking of you sitting reading a love story with a bad man who comes to whisk you off your feet then again Take a drink and forget all the mistakes you have made and everything has painted smiles to get you through the day like pretend Often the days are short and nights so long as time hurriedly marches on a new wasteful endless trend In the beginning wouldn't it be good to see a note just to know how life does bend.