Today could be the last day of my life I made a curry, rode my bike. The sunset took its time fading away, One orange at a time While sparrows madly cut and dived Cut and dived Madly took their flight Though the last days light of my life My clean bare feet still soft from the moist heat Timidly caress the wet gravel The rain starts again People shut their doors, Close the windows from dark rooms Whims to this weather The sun silently drowns on the grey horizon And it ends, this soft goodbye