As I sit here Underneath the falling sun Wonder when it all is done Would it be so bothersome If dying is just a part of growing old Why live a long life driving alone on a lonely road? Ohhh time only just ticks away While I just sit here thinking about digging a grave As I sit here, below clouds of gray Often doubt my faith It'll rain tomorrow but not today So why should I abide by the things I'm told I'd rather die than let it show What's inside this injured soul Ohhh time only just ticks away While I just lie here face down in an open grave