Nothing More

Heard the news today my old friend passed through the void Tonight I'll raise a glass to the fallen It had been a few years, not sure if I said goodbye But I will not forget, and may his soul rest When I was a young boy life just seemed to pass the time, all the time So I ask myself, is my creator counting down? Are my days numbered, or will I age disgracefully? But I can never know, I'll place these thoughts outside my head Through living for the day I'll live my best When I was a young boy life just seemed to pass the time, all the time So I won't waste my time living someone else's lie I won't waste my days doing what the other says When I lay to rest I will sleep feeling truly blessed Then there's nothing more for me