This is the end, the end is near
The time has come so loud and clear
I saw this girl shedding her tears
In silent of words we cannot hear
Like a fading sunset or her smile
Only she will last for a while
I dare not to touch nor to pick
The beautiful flower gloom and sick
So I sit in deathly silence, and admire the view
Something so timeless as I look at you
I'm glad I witnessed something so beautiful
But the glimps of heaven how pitiful
She stand still then wave a goodbye
The beatiful rope will end the cry.

Read it backwards.