The first movement: in which you are simply alive.
The second movement: in which you understand that you are going to die one day.
The third movement: the moment of death.

Then there is a song:

Can you see me out there in the field
repeating myself,
fingers towards the sky?
I was gonna die;
be fed to the horses,
Go running around in another body.
How life is who rides you,
and how you run away.
How life is who rides you
when you choose to stay.

I'm talking to you
from another place.
A long spot in the grass
I'm still stuck in my thighs.
You can't kiss that away.
It gets
harder,
harder,
harder.

Can you see me
beating up the hill?
Defeating myself;
Trying to make a mountain
and trying all wrong.
Anyone could tell me:
you're nothing like that
stuff you're trying to be.
How life is who drives you,
and who you drive away.
It gets harder, harder, harder.

Zaida told us all:
Put mine to work.
I've got plans for my wife;
Rita put your dress on.
We're going out
On the town.
I'm not long for this world.

Copyright: Red Brick Music Publishing, Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
Writer(s): Jessica Stein, Mark Wheaton, Mathieu Charbonneau, Pietro Amato, Sarah Neufeld