It's been so long since I've made a song, holy moly.  Thank you to all the friends who I forced to listen to little sections before it was finished. 

Thanks for listening!

It will be on streaming services soon.

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Unprepared for the final holiday, (a holiday)
don’t want to go but I’ve no choice anyway (we’re going any–)
I try not to cry,  I know that when I’ve arrived  
there won't be pain– but what of me remains?

Life just seemed to start, now it’s falling apart
How could you know it would be so hard to depart?
You’re seeing a light, I’m not far behind 
I guess you really never know when it is your time
Wish I could say that I am not worried (I am not worried)
Would it be a lie to say I'm afraid? (I'm not afraid)

One may even say that I’m envious (he’s envious)
of people who think an afterlife exists (where are we going?)
It’s not that I don’t– I mean, well, how could I know?
I’ll be alright with whatever I find

Life just seemed to start, now it’s falling apart
How could you know it would be so hard to depart?
You’re seeing a light, I’m not far behind 
I guess you really never know when it is your time
Wish I could say that I am not worried (I am not worried)
Would it be a lie to say I'm afraid? (I'm not afraid)

(When life is over, where do we go?) 
(This all is fleeting, my time is low)
(The best has ended, so long ago) 

Wish I could say that I am not worried
Would it be a lie to say I’m afraid?

When It Is Your Time

sammy b's instrumental jams– now with words!
thanks for listening~

talk to me: celentanoguitar @ gmail.com

When It Is Your Time

Sam Celentano