Not Even for Us

Life turns into death to easily,

I’ve seen the light at the end of the tunnel to many times,

Once when I was born,

Then again when I was young,

Now it follows me into my deepest--darkest dreams.

That light waist for me and in that light, he waits for me.

He calls me by a name I don’t understand,

But he knows deep down some where in my heart I know that name,

He wants me to go with him to the other side--where I should be with him to watch after things as I did before.

That was a long time ago though,

The hands of time don’t go back in time--not even for us.