What will happen when life's parties stop?

When the band stops playing,

And the corks have all popped.

When the clocks run out of hours, 

And the heroes have all gone.

Will you find yourself without answers?

Standing in the dark alone?

Will the questions come out easier,

When there is no one here to hear?

Will I have my questions answered, 

As the darkness whispers in my ear?

Will it tell me why I have loved and lost,

So many times I can not count?

Should I shout in to the nothingness,

As my darkness continues to mount?

Can I ask it why it haunts me now,

Or do I really care?

Do I have a right to ask these questions,

thinking answers are in the air?

Well, I feel the answer's will all be "No", 

And I know I'm all alone. 

Wrapped in my own personal darkness

Its mine to battle on my own.

I will face this darkness at the end of my time,

Hell, I've had a lifetime to prepare.

My journey continues with just my feet

As I part the darkness's air.

As the final note disappears in my ear,

And somewhere Superman sits down to rest.

I did all I could and enjoyed every day,

And I gave this dance my best.

So off I venture again,

By steps or leaps or bounds.

By myself, and all alone,

With no one else around.

…onto the next stage.  

-TACO  12-15-07