The End

And time, time was my best friend
but now I see the end.
And hope, hope would drive me on
but through my tears it seems all hope is gone.

And laughter and tears are both the same
They lift you up and cast you down but you still remain.
I look across the frozen field
but what will all my labour yield?

And you, memory’s distant touch,
I felt and knew too much.
And while the days still linger on
can you linger still? Can you linger long?

And these, these my final words
a leave as seed for birds.
And on silver wings they will rise into the sky
as I lay down, breathe my last, and die.

Let everyone remember and then forget
bury their last and vain regret.
But laughter and tears are both the same
They lift you up and cast you down but you still remain.