What is life?
It is a heartbeat
Is This a heartbeat?
Why no its not
Then am I living?
Why yes you are
How do you know?
Well you’re standing strong
Am I standing, standing tall,
couldn’t I just be waiting for my fall?
Why no I’ve seen you standing for so long
The fall would come if you were waiting.
I’m sorry but you’re alive.
Then why, why do I have a heartbeat
if my heart has been dead for a while?
All empty and hollow inside.
Because you breathe, because you speak.
You heartbeat comes like a bird to a tree.
A heartbeat is Life? Why must it be?
If this is life I’d rather see
what falling does to me.