I’m there when your spirits are high,
proud of all your shadows cast.
I’m there when you can only cry,
enshrouded by mistakes of past.
I’m there when you’re in the light,
employing the glory of the sun.
I’m there when you rest at night,
enjoying all the work you’ve done.
I’m there when you’re deep in thought,
facing the problems of your day.
I’m there after your battle’s fought,
praying that the peace can stay.
I’m there when you love your life,
pleading you never stop drawing breath.
I’m there at last with clock and knife,
leading you gently towards your death.