By Your Bedside

The hands move painfully forward
Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours
Every second another step
Towards the answers to questions noone wants to ask.

Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life.

The kids only know you're not well
The last visit they kissed you and said goodbye
They won't forget, and soon wonder
Where it was you went, how can they see you again.

Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life.

By the bedside, You'll soon die

The machines won't save you, just look at your flesh
Swollen, discolored, putrid
You'll soon die.

The hands move painfully forward
Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours
Every second another step
Towards the answers to questions noone wants to ask.

As the seconds melt into death
We are relieved to not see pain on your face
The hands have moved into the dark
All lines are flat, and you have moved onward.

Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life.