Looking out across the next few days

I can see, nothing

Looking out across the next few year

I can see, they're gonna go by fast

Looking out across the next few days

Smoke's gonna clear slowly

Looking out across the next few days

I can see, they're gonna go by fast

They're gonna go by

Lying for, me

So I won't hear a thing

To bat me back

So I'll notice some grave thing

I'm not made of successful things

I'm not made of successful things

I'm not made of success

I've got what it takes

I've got what it takes

To rest

To rest

To rest

But I'm still around

Looking across the faces I've know

I can see

Nothing

Looking out across my family members

I know they miss me

I know they must miss me

Never had a lot of fun

Better things to do around the house

Never had a lot of fun

Better things to do without

Lying for, me

So I won't hear a thing

To bat me back

So I'll notice some grave thing

I'm not made of successful things