Through early morning fog I see

The visions of the things to be

The pains that are withheld from me

I realise and I can see



Suicide is painless

It brings on any changes

But I can take or leave it if I please



The game of life is hard to play

I'm gonna loose it anyway

But losing cards are some days late

So this is all I have to say



The sword of time will pierce our skin

It doesn't hurt when it begins

But as it works its way on in

The pain grows stronger watch it grin



A brave man once requested me

To answer questions that I keep

"Is it to be or not to be"

And I reply "Oh why ask me ?"



And you can do the same thing if you please