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