I can still hear the tune

when Death danced you away.

and if I had a claim

I lost it on this day.

Any claim that I had

was just temporary

bordering birth and death

in the time you carry.

So take a look at space

and get your dancing shoes

The time is near enough

to make that final news.

If you were alone here

will you be alone there?

or will there be someone

just waiting by your chair

It's your dancing partner

and the dirge is a waltz

happily dance away

all of this sad world's faults.