Memory

Everybody dies at some point

It is sad but true

Everybody dies at some point

But here's a little clue

A clue to the truth of the matter

Which, by falsehood, is hazy

The truth of the matter is

Until that point, live crazy

Live life wild and fun

Do everything under the sun

Help others without range

Someone's life you might change

And you will be remembered when

your done

If your remembered when you kiss

this world good-bye,

Then do you ever truly die?