[Fox_Child]: 439.My Poetry.Life

The supreme irony of life?
No one gets out alive

No matter what we say
Or what we do
Deals we make
Promises we break

No one gets out alive

So take a dive
Off a cliff
Learn to fly
The key’s to miss
Miss the ground
And the trees

Row your boat
Down a stream
Under the falls
And through the dream

Dream during the day
Live during the night

Live free

‘Cause no one gets out alive