Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Your time is up.
I hope you have your debts paid.
Hug and kiss your loved ones good-bye.
It’s your turn,
now turn away.
Everyone gets one kick at the can.
One breath, one look, one glance
at the big parade.
One chance to be great.
Born – Live – Die
Got a date with the grave.
We all see the dark,
but we can choose to see the light.
I think we’re doin’ alright.
Sure, we’ve fallen
and missed
our calling
and this
is appalling
at best,
at the worst
we exist.
It’s a really bad joke
it’s a poke and a twist.
A knife in the back,
it’s the will to resist.
3, 2, 1
Ready or not, here I come.
The wolf takes the lamb
and the man takes the son.
The dark takes the sky,
now what have we done?
Our truth is a lie
and our love is a gun.
My trust is in you,
just to watch you become
something else…
… anything else.
Before they start piling the dirt on me,
a better self.
No chance in hell.
I just want to see you be you for me,
before we check out.
Close your eyes,
feel the breath in your lungs,
feel the touch on your skin
and the taste on your tongue.
Close your eyes,
feel the beat of your heart;
you’re not dead yet,
that’s a place to start.
HG – 2016
