The liars and the bastards tried to shape us, the decent and the modest took the reins
But I got everything I need, almost everything I want
And the few things that I'm still missing I see on the horizon
And it makes no difference who you are or who you know
'Cause you'll need to leave all the pleasantries when it's finally time to go

What you know will turn to knew, what you have will turn to had
What you are will turn to was, and the one will turn to ash
But I feel everyone I've lost, and I see everyone I love
Every time I stop and slow my breath and stand for long enough