morbid

maybe i would be born at midnight
if i had a second chance
maybe i would dance with death
and learn Wiccain under a burning tree
if i could have another breath
maybe, if given another opportunity
i would be
everything.
everything is everywhere;
everything is with you
everything is away from you
you are everything
you are something
and the only thing you aren't is nothing

I would never be born at midnight
everyone knows that it is the hour of the witches-
I would never dance with death
because I am not superstitous
and death won't wait and stop for me
death won't wait and stop for you-
it will catch you anywhere.
In a traffic jam on a busy street
at your daughters graduation
as you think about your life,
happiness, and all it took to get there
you could die of a heart attack-

as you watch your t.v
as you listen to your son performs a band concert
as you kill your worst enemy
as your best freind kills you
as you are on a plane
as...
as...
as...
[insert any situation here]

I would never be born at midnight
I would not accept the second chance
because I would not wish to die again
I would not wish to have it all taken away
i would not wish for a bitter reunion with god
whom i have ignored for so long
i would not wish to meet the demon who has been
pressuring me along

you will die
i will die
we will die
she will die
he will die
the clerk will die
the manager will die
Ben Folds will die
Ben Gibbards will die
john bon jovi will die
stephen king will die
the most famous man in the world will die
the most obscure man in the world will die
the poorest man in the world will die
the richest man in the world will die
the president will die
past presidents will die
future presidents will die
everyone will die:
because no liquid potion
no amount of currency in the world
will slow death down in the slightest,
just as no mortal man can stop a moving train
no mortal man can stop death.

you will die
i will die...
have a nice day.