Years To Life and Life To Years

My dream is that the grim reapers power be taken That our quest of adding years to life and life to years be not forsaken Its not a crime to delay the meeting with our maker If the only losers are the undertaker But a tragedy that life is oh so short And a myth that precious years and health cannot be bought Few on this mortal plain wish for life eternal But years of gathered wisdom lost through death is near infernal But the mind of man to move mountains has no bounds And as for three score years and ten it has no grounds So lets be like children and wish upon a star with all our might But more than wish, lets rage against the dying of the light And together pool our knowledge, skills and power And make the near future hold our finest hour Death and dying will then just be present truths that can be broken Go on, express your doubts, but never once have truer words been spoken Our dream that the grim reapers power be taken Our quest of adding years to life and life to years be not forsaken