Look in the mirror, boy I have grown
Once just a pebble, now a sinking stone
Outside a streetlight is burning a hole
Into my memory, and into my soul

Things I've forgotten, and things I've not known
I've never been here, and I won't stay long
Life is a desert that I'm meant to roam
But there ain't no answers about dying alone
So if there's a reason for me not to go
You can't get the days back, when you're tired and old

Sending you letters, addressing them wrong
Somewhere, somеbody knows just why I am gone
It says in the ink therе, sing it like so
Life is a desert that I'm meant to roam