When you least expect it
One step into thin air is enough
Your car in the wrong lanes
Your jet hurtling toward the ground
Tearing out your cells
Death is hanging over you
As soon as you step outside the frame
But you can't stay
With your head in the sand
No, you can't stay
Death is hanging over you
At the slightest flutter of lashes
And take care of your style
When you least expect it