Part 1. Knocking On Deaths Door.

I've been here now for fifty odd years
plagued with suffering and toil
I've had the triffs and the trots
occasional dementia
playing around with my mind
all the time.

Part 2. The Life That Falls Before Me.

As I look through the eyes
that have seen so many days
the paths I have walked
the memories I made

Some things I would change
while others I'd re-do
Now here I stand
as death watches over me

I can see
It tells me it's time
I can see
the life that falls before me now
I can

Life as gone just like the blade that penetrates my heart...
now it's gone
I feel it's pain, scorching pain
that won't let me be till life comes to cease
and eyes shut out the view

Many seasons have changed
uncrossed bridges have burned
as my life tells me it as gone

Lost in time
precious time
oh my life as gone before me now

In time
lasting time
life as falled before me now

Tick tock clock ticking out time

Part 5. Laid To Rest.

Dear family and friends and all of thou who are present with us today.
We have come to say goodbye to a dear friend and lay to rest his soul.
So that he will rest forever in peace,
and may one day come to be with us once again.
Let us now cast him to the shadow of death.

Part 6. Walking in my Shadow.

'He who walked with the living, now shall walk with the angels,
Take comfort that he is not alone'

Part 7. The Recycle (What Goes Around, Comes Around)

Well, it feels warm and comfortable,
But I'm not really sure I'd want to live here.
Although, I can't really see any way out of here,
Even if I wanted to leave.
And anyway, how did I get here?
Do you think if I gave a little kick,
I'd get a reaction.
Just see what happens,
See if anyone notices.
Oh! They did.
Oh! And again.
I can hear someone's heartbeat and I don't think it's mine.

Do you know something, I think I've been here before.
It all feels so familiar, in another life.
I can't quite place it but this all feels so strangely familiar,
Like I've come through this process before.
But I can't remember what happened next.
There must be some kind of way out of here?
Now that sounds familiar too.
What if this is me forever?
Wouldn't be that bad, would it?
Well, it might become a bit boring.
But I have everything I need.
I think I'll maybe just give a few more kicks,
And see what happens.
See if I get another reaction.
If I get bored it's always something to do,
Give a kick.