Death Comes Off

In five billion years or so
The glowing ball will explode

And all that comes after and before
From nothingness to dinosaurs
From making makers to making war
Well, all the love we made and hate we overcame
Will be gone

In ten billion times around
We should be good and dizzy now
Well, life they say goes on and never stops
The yellow ball will call it quits
When death comes off

In five hundred million breaths
My tired lungs will need a rest
And all amends I made
Will go with the welcomes overstayed
This nothingness leaves loads of space
For making what you want to make

In two hundred million steps
A hundred thousand miles worth
Of laughing loudly
And all the scary things

Return me to the dirt in no casket or a box
So bits of me can be used before death comes off

I hate to see it go. I hate to see it go
I hate to see it go. It's such a shame
I hate to see it. I hate to see it go

No other eye will fall upon the fallin' ball
Disappear behind the night
Blending colors smeared across October skies
I hate to see it
No other life will pin a breeze up to a tree
And take an aim in a field of wildflowers
Bloomin' with a backdrop of snow covered tops
I hate to see it go

In five billion years or so
God or not, this home will be gone

Well, life they say goes on and never stops
The yellow ball will call it quits when death comes off