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