Beneath this scape of sun I claw at every minute as we Clutch today In disdain of tomorrow The holiness of now Which we will soon betray And with a sickening hope I dangle from the modicum Of chance that has run Two steps ahead always It mocks as I Lose track of everyone I could have turned my back To make myself more nothing yet So give me comfort now It is the last that we will ever get And as the stars arise To call the end of time With midnight near I look into my hands The only thing I've held Is foolish fear I turn my head at last Now giving up pursuit With what to show? I've been outrun but given this, The only joy of our regret: to know This could have been yours