All the Times that We Sigh

 

“Light, and life, and love still win,” she said meaning me now that I’m gone. 
What's the difference between sarcasm and irony?  I don't know.

A new life, an old life, accept it for what it is. Maybe this time it will be all right.
I don't know what I've been told about you. Don't believe what you've heard from me. 

We have technology to read the prophecies - all the signs of the times. 
But we can't understand, we cannot comprehend all the times that we sigh. 

If I were a monster I'd stay out all night and come to bed at dawn. 
Light the fireworks, send up the alarm; you're going to miss me when I'm gone.