I sit reflecting
I feel the end has begun
It seems my days now mirror the setting sun
So many places that I have been
This ride that was long seems so short in terms of now and then

For All that has been
And All that is
All that´s to be
Lord, I´m just killing time
And time´s killing me

Dead man breathing, just taking up space
Calloused and weathered like the lines on one´s face
Dead man breathing, my conscience is bare
The lining of my soul is torn yet I no longer care

For All that has been
And All that is
All that´s to be
Lord, I´m just killing time

And time´s killing me