This is an amazingly scenic world where there are only sunsets, but it isnt all that bad, the sunsets are always beautiful and yes it isnt all that bad.
Maybe one day young lad, you'll be golden and realize why men drink, why men make merry, why youth is so evanescent and maybe in a year, a year or so you'll slip into the sea and come ashore, cleansed, washed. Maybe then you'll open your eyes, pause and sing of the yonder years and question why you have become the person you felt you were so distant from and cry, cry so hard you turn your back and return to drown your tears in the ocean, only to taste the salt from others who gave themselves long ago. But it isnt all that bad, the day might be gone but the night is still yours and yes, it isnt all that bad.