to learn how to live

if i had a day left or two
maybe i'd make a list of things to do
maybe i'd do the things i'd never dared to do
do what i've always been scared to do
but really, what's the point in making your life boastful and big
or in taking every possible risk
when you (or anyone) won't be here to remember it
i wouldn't travel the world; i'd go where i've always wanted to go
and i'd cross my favourite city off my imaginary list
before getting off the tube in miserable bliss
and i'd give london my love and a goodbye kiss
and i'd meet up with the three-letter name on my list
the one i've never left but always missed
the one that proved to me that yes, soulmates do exist
and i'd sit with my friends under a sky full of stars
with wine in our heads and luminance in our hearts
and a lightweight kind of wistfulness
maybe in the end i'd learn that all that matters in this universe is happiness