Yesterday will seem important
Seen through retrospective eyes
Tomorrow might just be sincere
If you respect how long we've tried

Feeling close to all the street lights
Distant signs highlight the way
The insubstantial red light greeting
Thank you I've enjoyed the stay

I'm still trying

You can't see exactly what
It means to be alive
And if you ask why life is moving fast
Will you survive, will you survive?

All alone I walk the quarter
Sniffing out the sins and lies
 [bad word] celebrating living
Trying way too hard to die

I'm still dying

The [bad word] right on cross again