Final journey
A feeling, a presence,Time is of the essence,A fear that you'll be left alone.A warning, a presage,Delivery of a message,It's all there in the unknown.
Alerting, avertingIt's all disconcerting,Shots ring out from afar.Swerving, observing,The sound is a piercing screechOf a speeding car.
It's your final journey!Destination unknown...On your final journeyYou'll be travelling alone!
A pitching and rolling,Sensation controlling,You strike while the iron's aglow.Sensing the danger,One look from a strangerJust passing somehow you know.
Urgent, urgent,Somehow it's all converging,Your instincts tell you to runAway from the blackness,The fear and the madness,Onwards into the sun.