Deal your last hand
Youâ??ve got nowhere to go now youâ??re gone
Thereâ??s a flashlight beam, atop a small city mountain
Thereâ??s some people partying up there
And youâ??re just a lonesome viewer
Watching from the greatest distance
Never reaching for the missing
The pieces that turned to dust
Theyâ??re all just flying in the wind
And your family and your kin
Keep cinching up the rope around your neck
And that time that you ran, 
You probably should have never come back
Things have only gotten weirder
And the way you feel is mirrored
By every sad soul that you pass by on the street
So donâ??t over-do it, thereâ??s lots of life to live, 
So just plow through it
If a door slams, just open another
Donâ??t blame the sister for the faults of the mother
Think I read that in the bible, 
Or maybe on the side of a bus
So when thereâ??s no one left but us
Weâ??ll be all we have to trust