Listen to my words, hear everything I say. Leave nothing left undone, the reaper won't wait so you can finish up. Sing to make noise, show life what you're made of. When life is good, share the wealth! Death comes quickly, heaven && hell need a few more souls. No one knows who might get left behind or when their time will come. Think of what`s left to do each day: could you leave this earth satisfied? When people share your eulogy, could they tell everyone you lived life happily? Or would it end up as secrets && lies? How many people would give a damn if you were gone. 1? 10? None? Is your conscience clear about how you`ve lived? I sure hope so. So always finish what you start, speak sweetly, give hugs freely.
