Deathstimate - Therapy?

I don’t know where this is going

I don’t know how long I’ve got

There is no certain way of knowing

When it’s time for the full stop

In this time that I’ve been given

As I try to fill my days

Everything slips out of focus

The familiar things seem strange

The road ahead looks shorter than the one behind

Either way, I’m no closer to wisdom

There are lots of ugly people in this world

I know because I’m one

When I get a chance I’ll step out of the shadows

And turn my face into the sun

The road ahead looks shorter than the one behind

Either way, I’m no closer to wisdom

The road ahead looks shorter than the one behind

Either way, I’m no closer to wisdom

And, we wait

There are things that I will miss

When everything is done

The comfort of our skin

The whisper of our blood

The road ahead looks shorter than the one behind

Either way, I’m no closer to wisdom

The road ahead looks shorter than the one behind

Either way, I’m no closer to wisdom

And, we wait