Dissipating

Today or Tomorrow, sooner or later
 Some hot summer night the devil will take ya
 When the smoke disperses from an autumn's fire
 We'll scatter the ashes and clear out the pyre
 These hands, This grip, It's time, Deep breath
 A funeral in winter, dark days feel colder
 There's clean fallen snow, then the shoreline takes over
 Days melt to spring and on flows the water
 Dry off your tears to the sun and fine weather
 We're always one day away from a coffin
 Have something catch you when you have fallen
 The angels and Satan have their discussion
 Feel their pull in either direction
 No matter the way we behave
 The end is reached some way
 Eventually we all feel the peace
 To quickly go or be partly machine
 And no matter the time you are taken
 It's not worth living to just be here waiting
 We'd sooner die in the arms of comfort
 Sooner than later, it's no longer worth it
 We're always one day away from a coffin
 Have something catch you when you have fallen
 The angels and Satan have their discussion
 Feel their pull in either direction