What happens when the clock strikes 12:00

We cast our worries to the wind,
Trying to make sense of this formality,
Our spirit transcends mortality,

Free from earthly ties,
We find our place in eternity,
Where we may so rest,
And put down our worries,

For better or worse, through sorrow and mirth,
We'll hold hands, embracing each other's worth
No matter the distance, no matter the time,
Or mark left on earth will certainly chime,

In life and love, our souls we stake,
We shall now wait for the final daybreak,
We now lie in the stillness of night,
Our love shining bright in the moon's light,

Uplifted and free, we will be serene
For death is the cost that has brung life to thee.