Best Regards کے بول

As I lie here, knowing I will (Never) Get away from here (Alive) Through death... No one can do anything but to wait As I slowly wither from within Soon I won't be able to move (Will I see the land) Soon I won't be able to speak (Where my ancestors sleep) Soon I won't be able to think clearly (Will I ever journey home) Dying faster, thinking of all things unaccomplished Ideas only I could ever carry through All my dreams discarded before my time is due I will float into the ever If there is an ever I will only know for sure When it is too late for me to tell you So I'll just give you my best regards