I stand here alone on the bow of the ship Counting the hours 'til I die Abandoned to fate with no chance of return I raise up my fist to the sky But know that these days were the best of our lives And nothing can take that away So when we are dead we

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

These days, the stars seem out of reach These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets There ain't nobody left but us these days But these days, there ain't a ladder on these streets These days are fast, love don't last in this graceless age And there

Man today's a good day Hey, ay-ye-ay-ye-ay 'Cause I'm rich, rich, rich, rich Walking down the street and I just copped a big booty bitch And these diamonds on my wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist 'Cause I'm rich Today I don't have any haters 'Cause I

Party in the penthouse, atop, passed the fuck out Reminiscing being broke and hoping I would luck out Nowadays I pull hoes, Swinging, never struck out Reinvested everything, just trying to get a buck out Will I ever make it? Felt fear on my life For a

And I'm living on memories of you Can't eat when I'm hungry My days are as dark as my nights And I see no sunshine in sight Your memory keeps blocking my view Can't sleep when I'm tired And all of these tears Can't put out this fire Your memory just

I'll always remember Those were the best of times These were the best of times I'll miss these days Your spirit led my life each day Remember days of yesterday And how it flew so fast The two score and a year we had, I thought would always last

Johnny you're too bad Now you're lootin' now you're shootin' Boy you're too bad One of these days when you hear a voice say come Where you gonna run to? There will be no rock Walking down the road with a pistol in your waist Walking down the road with a

My grandma was a wise old soul Took me by the hand not long ago Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees Rivers flowin' to the sea Yeah they're all headin' home

And now I recognize your face and my folly For longer days and nights this strange redemption' With words you've bled me dry Now dust falls from these wounds Into the airless night I'm cast Hear me call you I know I can't create a lie you won't see