Before the final breath

Before the curtains close

When the final act is finished

No more enemies to oppose

We steal a moments wonder

We force the time to slow

We count our many friends

We count our many foes

You see your life in play-back

Or I think that’s how it goes

And as it all slips through your fingers

You watch the memories you composed.

The regrets you’ve held sting more

The love you hold burns most

The words you never said

Feelings that can’t be shown

And maybe you see a light

Only the dead could know

And soon you are to join them

Lost in eternal repose