One Life

To live one life and die forever Is this a matter of belief? The simpe fact of death can never Be changed or anyway retrieved Who’d say that they were born again From their own ashes, in defence Of the idea that it's them The same old them, and no one else? There must be witnesses who’d say Oh yes, I saw this guy before He looks the same and talks the way He used to, till he was no more I haven’t heard of such encounters Solace is comforting, I know Truth devastates, and sorrow howls Its howling cry is not a show Souls recognize themselves, it happens How does it work, no one can see But these voice messages, and letters Will stay until the end with me For what it's worth, life cannot be Repeated and outlived again And that was it, one life for me And one for you, to understand.