For a long time I thought about what it would be like to get to be one hundred years old.
I concluded that I may not be the joyous occasion we all deem it to be.
With all of your friends gone and your close family you would have gone through much pain caused by these losses.
You would also be carrying the guilt of still being alive.
There would be no one left who knew you as a person, just seeing you as a connection to a past time and a living history book.
Life is like a fairground ride.
At first you are keen and enthusiastically enjoy it.
Next you start getting used to it but still find enjoyment.
Finally you have been on it too long and wish it to stop so you can get off.
I have tried to capture those feelings in this song.