Who was it who asked about the last mile being the hardest mile Trying not to spend more time looking back There's still a bit more to go Can't stop measuring strike outs to home runs Trying to justify these compromises that have piled up and dulled my blade Maybe we stayed too long didn't say enough, swing hard enough The years just sort of ran away And the ones that follow won't be as fun I'll never love anything else the way that I loved this So you know its not gonna be so easy To just let go But the credits they will roll It's getting harder and harder To give too much of my body and soul to a mess overrun by morons and thugs Who's only purpose is to break this, not hard enough to make it Fighting on their own We stand bound and gagged as they pee on our rug The end result of not a single motherfucker willing to take the hard road Makes it that much easier to watch as the... Doors swing slowly shut Then there are those I'll carry with me forever, live deep in my chest Watched as you took your last breath on that floor in Wilkes-Barre The room loved you so deeply our hearts broke as you faded And I can never repay the lesson you left me as we rolled out of town that night Not a thought in my head of beginnings or endings Make the most of these days while they are still unfolding Keep right on dancing while that curtain is closing