Given the chance, would you save a life?
Even if you must suffer through their strife?
Given the chance, would you help a friend?
Even if it’s your life you must lend?
Given the chance, would you jump?
Even if to the ground you would slump?
Given the chance, would you help?
Even if you must kill a young whelp?
Given the chance, would you stay?
Even if my life you must slay?
Given the chance, would you leave?
Even if you did, would you grieve?
Given the chance, would you kill?
Even if it’s your blood you must spill?
Given the chance, would you moan?
If my life, replaced your own?
I did not know what it meant,
I did not know why it was sent.
But I regret it now for I know,
where my life was meant to go.
You were right, I should learn to listen,
In the dark I should not sit in
‘Cos I left you with them; all alone
I should have stayed, not gone home.
Your life I should have been here for.
And you would live, forevermore.
It wouldn’t matter if you remained instead,
It’s for you my tears are shed.
I hear a knocking at the door,
“Why’ve you come? She lives no more?”
I watched as the door opened wide.
And I watched as you stepped inside.
