I'd rather think I have one life
and find, one day, I'm wrong
than think I have forever
and meander to a soulless song

A century
to eyes divine
nothing

Thousands (in tens!) and still hundreds more
days in the heart mind and song of mortality
a gift to cherish, and live to the fullest
    No time to be making other plans

If I could have forever
I know that I would waste it

If, instead, an endless sea of tomorrows?
I'd dance, and live, with my sorrows

Maybe when I find I'm wrong
I'll hear a message and laugh along
"Enjoy new life, explore, you're fine!
I've got forever now, to change your mind!"