Thrice Follow

At The Last

It's a shame that some must go without
I was no fool to think it might be my problem
Needy hands were reaching out
Kept my spare change and my pride in a tight fist

Now at the last
Everything has changed in the pale light
That death is cast on all I've done

I'm a good man on the whole
Who can blame me for looking out for number one
Never killed, I never stole
A small indulgence now and then
So what of it?
I'm a good man, Am I good man? I thought I was

The rewards of this life now count for naught
My body soon buried and left to rot
Good times gone how quickly it all has past
My God now I see how I've squandered each and every breathe

Now at the last
Everything has changed in the pale light
That death is cast on all I've done
Now at the last
Everything has changed in the pale light
Looking back I am undone