There will come a time
when I no longer am
I will take my last breath
and on that day
I'll be dying

At that time will I feel at ease
will I dream and be at peace
these are things that no one knows
come on help me now

Why must I think of this until I find
peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind
there were times I thought I'd never come around.
I can tell things are getting okay now

What if there is no ending
and we turn from where we've been
to a place where all we can see is
light pouring in

Am I really all that far
far removed from that ending part
or just a little closer to
the galaxy's misty heart

Why must I think of this until I find
peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind
there were times I thought I'd never come around
but I can tell things are getting okay now