You saw me come into this world
I saw you go out
You saw me crying as I was born
You saw me crying as you died
You used to gently stroke my head, to fall asleep
I gently stroked your head, as you fell asleep forever
As this terminal state ends, one circle of life completes
as another lies pending
And as time runs its due course,
it will someday be my turn at death
And you’ll be holding my hand
and stroking my head
until the flame from my corpse candle finally blows out…forever