I used to be so scared of death; Used to be, I couldn't talk, couldn't think about it My body felt so close, like it was ready to slip away at any moment; every little twinge and I thought "This is it" At least, until you came along; grabbed me by the shoulders, stared me square in the eyes I am going to die. So are you. So is everyone you love. Eventually, everything you've ever known, ever touched, will turn to dust; not even a memory You can't fight it You can't change it You can only pretend and deny it ignore it Or, accept it, embrace it, make the most of it