Why do we dream, why do we desire
running ahead of time to achieve, to acquire
not knowing what lies ahead, we continue to spear ahead
and when the end comes, we drop dead.
Why dont we live today, re-live today
why dont we make the most
Why do we count years and not seconds
And when the time ends, it seems just like we lived some seconds.
If everything is uncertain, but death
though not knowing when it might occur
why do we pursue money, fame and sin
as they're unnecessary, why dont we chase name, deeds and life?
When the last breath cometh out,
your whole life circles around in a second, trying to speed ahead of the breath
and all you realize is that nothing is permanent, everything goes down the ground
your last tear is not for the memories but for those dreams that shattered sans the slightest sound.
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