If the world were to come to a still
And only you were not frozen in time
With what does your cold heart fill
When you hear this tragic rhyme?

Would you weep and let your tears
Stay suspended in thin air,
Or like me put them in a jar
Drop them one by one, and save them there?

Would you look into the stare
Of your loved one's stony eyes?
Or would you run, and hide with care
While the dead world heard your cries?

To think that you would not die,
For you would have everything you could want,
But you'd slowly away, as would I
For every frozen form around you'd be a taunt.

And if, just before you laid down
And drew your last solitary breath,
The world woke up again and life
Returned to its normal riff,

What would you take from the curse
Of when the time stopped dead still?
Would you throw away the jarred tears,
Or, like me, place them on your window sill?