Yes It's Difficult. Yes It's Horrible. Yes

She Had Been Given A Wonderful Gift: Life. Sometimes It Was Cruelly Taken Away Too Soon, But It's What You Did With It That Counted, Not How Long It Lasted.

Alone Or Not, You Gotta Walk Forward.

Well I Think Its Quite Obvious That If You're Going To Rely On Something To Carry Your Wishes, You Might As Well Know Where Exactly It Has Come From And Where It Intends On Going

Always A Chancer, Always Lucky, He'd Fall Into A River And Come Out Dry, With Fish In His Pockets.

Our Life Is Made Up Of Time; Our Days Are Measured In Hours, Our Pay Measured By Those Hours, Our Knowledge Is Measured By Years. We Grab A Few Quick Minutes In Our Busy Day To Have A Coffee Break. We Rush Back To Our Desks, We Watch The Clock, We Live By Appointments. And Yet Your Time Eventually Runs Out And You Wonder In Your Heart Of Hearts If Those Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, Years And Decades Were Being Spent The Best Way They Possibly Could. In Other Words, If You Could Change Anything, Would You?