when everything stops
except for clocks that still tick.

we're being picked off like flies
and all you say is
everyone dies
but that's lies
nobody dies
it's a summer holiday
in a heavenly hideaway
that lasts longer than forever.

I've imagined nothing before
it's like
footprints filled in
by a million years wide
so
as long as
I belong as
a part of it all
and not sat alone
on the celestial wall
I'm happy.