Death chases me But i escape every time But when will That fatefull day come When it is my turn in line As the years go by My tears have dried No more can i see Beyond the horizon Of the fading blue sky My family wants me to stay My family continues to pray But the time gets near And we realize how Our wasted moments were Most dear We will never get back The mindless banter Of sitting around the table Eating food that will Make bigger and fatter We will never get back The moments wasted Wishing for one thing Or another Or praying for A female child to Have a younger brother We will never get back The opportunity to say I am sorry I love you Don't ever think Anyone is ever Above you We will never get back The opportunity to study When we wanted to party The opportunity to party When we wanted to stay home The opportunity to stay home When we wanted to work We will never get back The moments wasted thinking About how we were wronged By such-and-such jerk Our time is getting near Sure, there is reason to fear What is on the other side Who knows our karma may Dictate we get kicked On the behind But what can we do About the inevitable Thinking about this Thing or the other Will make us more regrettable I've escaped death for so long But the rules of time are Much too strong Buddha, Jesus, Allah, Krishna All left the Earth What makes you think you Are any different You neither have More or less worth Unlike a Doctor's reception area For the expansion Of time you pray Hence, that much longer You can stay