Life In Reverse

Let's imagine for a second,
that the seconds would move back,
let's imagine death first and birth at the end.

Then, what is left, is a cold bed,
empty but yet - not empty yet,
that place in where - aye - was took the last breath.

Regrets are no part of any good plan,
but they happen to happen to all of us men,
weather is people the problem or a problem with them.

Family and dears at the table are set,
ready, so ready, that there are no seats left,
from hi to bye - wondering who will be the next dead.

When time was decided then the marriage was there,
death - 'till the death - 'till the very end,
this is where - the new journey began.

Knowledge was gained,
a job found and money raised,
but - aye - we want more - we want someone's grace.

First time alone,
sad, yet not sad, we want less and more,
tears to the cheeks - crying for mommy to get home.

Birth is here,
after a half, and a half of half year,
first time outside, so far yet so near.

Before that night there was fear,
there's waiting - after waiting: tears,
joyful or not - aye - the scars were healed.

Let's imagine for a second,
that the seconds would move back,
let's imagine death first and birth at the end.