When my demise comes silently along,
I want to be dancing to a lovely song;
When the curtain falls upon my play,
I want to surely seize the day.
When I can no longer feel the sun,
And know my laughter is now to be done,
I want those who love me to sit by my side,
Because I will no longer be able to hide.
When I can no longer hold a baby who crying,
I'll know in my heart that I truly am dying,
But I will have none of regrets for tommorrow,
Or have all my loved ones consumed with hard sorrow.
Whispers and secrets no longer to tell,
My journey begins with the last ringing bell.