I open my eyes
Low and behold, to my surprise
I am alive still
Everyone but me dies and dies
I go into the world
Wearing my clear disguise, chasing highs
I am still alive, man
Looking down from a flying high-rise
Life is good, now ain’t it?
It keeps on ticking – tick, tack… clockwise
I’m alive, I’m not still
I say what is, get words in edgewise
Will it last, this time of mine?
Sunrises, skies with pies, prizes, hi-fis
Am I alive? I am, still…
It drips away, leaving gently, lengthwise
Will it last, this here life?
Tries, cries, spies, lies, flies, guises, snake eyes
I’m… alive… Noooo – I’m still…
On lives my franchise? The light. Full-size.