Assuming this is the last day of my life
Which might mean it is almost the first
I'm struck blind but my blindness is bright

Prepare for what's known here as death
Have no fear of that strange word, forever
Even I can see there is nothing there

Nothing there to be afraid of
Having already been to forever
I'm unable to recall anything that scared me there, or hurt

What frightened me, apparently, and hurt
Was being born
But I got over that
With no hard feelings
Dying, I imagine

It will be the same deal, lonesomer maybe
But surely no more shocking or prolonged
It's dark as I recall, then bright, so bright
It's dark as I recall, then bright, so bright