The train that is life
The train that is life
A one way ticket an, unknown destination
Has only one stop, death
The common final station
When life shall stop and one steps out
One cannot decide,
Accept those who pull the emergency brake
Called suicide
A ride for all
Unending long
A journey one makes alone
It feels so wrong
I’m not afraid of living
Or anything else but of dying
A fact I’m not denying
So I live the best way I can
At least I’m trying
I only hope my departure
Leaves someone crying
A photo, a memory
Will all fade out
Dust is our destiny
Ash is our remain
Put in history
Great men of fame
But what is written
Will also burn, and just as sad
When nobody reads it
One becomes truly dead
Live is a show?
The curtain will drop…
One thing is certain
All life will stop