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The cold gray stone is at my head

With my name etched upon it

I knew all my life this was at my end

But I wasn't quite ready to go



There are too many things yet to do

And things I haven't experienced

How did I miss not having the time

To make room for all these in my life



If only I had more time

I would live my life to its end

Instead I lie here cold and dead

Wishing things had been different



All I can say is "don't let it happen to you"

Learn from my remorse and despair

For only you can live your life

Cause nobody can do it for you



Otherwise one day you will feel the same

With your own cold gray stone to remind

That you wasted your life and it's too late

To accomplish those things that are you