The stars smiled upon us, as if they knew we would soon join them



But how they knew is the question I have to ask

How did they know that our lives were not to last

I mean, I knew I would be up there in the skies one day

I just didn’t figured it would be before I was turning grey 

I mean, they have been watching all of mankind from the moment we were born

So I guess they know when it is time for our lives to be done and torn 

I am sick and so I probably won’t be here when I am supposed to turn gray

And I think about that every time my body starts to decay

A little bit more every day, getting me closer to my death date

Hopefully the stars knew that I lived a good life

So that when I am up there I will go to heaven and not be turned down to hell by a knife

So hopefully they know that I’m gonna join them soon

So they can have a party for me and have it can happen in my favorite time of the day 

Noon

Getting me closer to my death day or date