We wait for life to slow
But hurrying is all
We ever do.
Let's get this over with—
Tragic,
When we should count
Each breath and tear
We shed—
It shows that we're alive.
We wait for life to slow but
It'll only do so when we
Allow it to.
Let's count each breath
Together.
Let's stop the rush into
Tomorrow; we'll get there
Without erasing today.