Pure life
When I die, I want to be like the sky,
Like when the clouds smile, I then close my eyes,
I imagine life then heart subsides,
Wow! how this tears from my eyes feel so real life,
Can I know this moment now and forever, and maybe live twice,
As I breathe tonight, My life feels right,
Like I want to sleep, but my eyes sense the light,
Find me now; again and again,
So that I may dream, I am flying high as a kite,
So that I may switch from midnight to bright,
Letting my heart see with all of my might,
And the twilight catches my sight,
This is pure life.