Strange days (Forty years)

Strange days (Forty years)

The violins weep as the piano cries.
Tonight was the night of my suicide.
Just how I planned it forty years in the making.
The ultimate fantasy world I’m creating.

It was exciting yet somehow calming.
For forty long years I've been free falling.
Looking back I gave everything I had.
No I’m not sorry if this makes you sad.

I'm sure your life is way harder than mine.
Rolling your eyes like my misery is just fine.
Call me weak and selfish call me whatever.
The connection with you will soon be severed.

No more sadness and no more of those lies.
Done with life's laps, resets and retries.
One last look through pictures of my mom and kids.
Tears in my eyes, closing the book, I'm doing this.

I ready a stool and that perfected noose.
In the end no one wins we all fucking lose.
Standing tall preparing for that final freefall.
I will always and forever miss and love you all.