From your imagined finish to the hour of birth
You learn a lot running the clock backwards
Knowing better towards the end
What you love
What you miss
Who cared
Plus the pleasures you can’t forget
Still so like a child
Confusing wanting with having
As you inch into the past
Old music appears and echoes
Inverting time’s rolling flow
Making you flinch at the fool you know
So watch your film in reverse and see
Why life’s too viewed in the wrong direction
Knowing what counts at the end
Might let you begin again