Who doesn't want to die
When he is so happy
He thinks he can't be
Any happier than this
Wants the moment to last
Willing to pay for it
Even with death
If only he can be sure
The feeling will outlast the flesh
Who doesn't want to die
When he is so sad
He thinks he can't be
Any sadder than this
Wants the moment to end
If only death will end it
Who doesn't look back
At all the highs and lows
When the sun begins to set
Doesn't laugh at the folly
Of wanting things to end
Before their time
Glad to have survived
Both happiness and sadness
To sit like this after the day is done
Watching the darkness fall like grace
On the hill and the valley
Wanting nothing more or less
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