We're running out
Of fear and doubt;
We're low on loneliness.
And long goodbyes
Are in short supply;
We're coming to the bitter's end.

Tired of the letdowns,
'Cause they never let up
When learning to do without
Is all that you ever get enough of.

Well, there is a last time for everything

Then what of this earthly life'
It's a beating sustained
By a knot of nerves and veins:
A trembling choir.

We are born born to pass away
And nothing gold can stay;
I'm a dwindling fire.

The seasons spin around me
As I'm breathing in and out,
And ever my heart is pounding
A steady, unstoppable countdown

to the last time for everything.

You have to look death in the eye--
In the eye!
You need to see what's hidden there:
You need to see that he's afraid to die.

But you my love,
You're gonna wake up soon
In your lonely room
To the sound of a singing bird

And throw the curtain back
To find your bag's already packed
And the cab is at the curb.

And, like a bad dream--
Unreal in the morning light--
So will the world seem
When you see it in the mirror for the last time.

'Cause there is a last time for everything.