Thoughts from a Dying Man

What am I to end up with

Now that I am all alone?

Just an old TV and a pack of cigarettes

A broken radio and a picture

To remind me of the way I look

And who's gonna be there for me

When there's no legacy to leave?

No one will ever have my ashes

No friends, no kids, not even the past

Will cry for me when I am all gone

Isn't life just a painful way

To prepare us to live after death?

These are the things I'd like to think of

With my last breath

Remember when we were so high

We can see each other in the dark

I still care for those days

I wish you could be here right now

So I can say to you goodbye

After all, you were the love of my life

But it's all over now

I'm fading away

I'm gonna see you somehow

From beyond the grave

I'm gonna see you somehow

From the other side

What am I to end up with

Now that I am all alone?

Just an old TV and a pack of cigarettes

A broken radio and a picture

To remind me of the way I look

Isn't life just a painful way

To prepare us to live after death?

These are the things I'd like to think of

With my last breath

With my last breath

Oh, with my last breath, oh