A Trace of My Own (Piano)

Lost in search for all those words that say there is a beyond Sometimes I feel we've all been conned Seven days and seven years Time escapes the beat Oftentimes I feel incomplete Say that we don't wake up tomorrow Say if we don't get time to borrow All that's left down is a mark or a trace of my own Say that we don't get stars to follow Say if we will get cold and sorrow All I see I'm in the dark in a place of unknown Those who shout atop their lungs knowing what they want Often will tell you they're the one Selling us the wrong meaning Screaming when we're asleep Hoping that our time here is done Say that we don't wake up tomorrow Say if we don't get time to borrow All that's left down is a mark or a trace of my own Say that we don't get stars to follow Say if we will get cold and sorrow All I see I'm in the dark in a place of unknown There is a way Would it change to know when everything ends? Fade day by day away Would it aid to know exactly when darkness descends? Will you reset? Sun that has never set Will you forget about what has now been said? What will you regret on your final bed?