It’s a shame that some must go without,

But I was no fool to think it might be my problem.

Needy hands were reaching out;

I kept my spare change and my pride in a tight fist.



And now at the last, everything is changed in this pale light

That death has cast on all I’ve done - on all I've done.



I’m a good man on the whole;

Who could blame me for looking out for number one?

I never killed, I never stole;

A small indulgence now and then, so what of it?



I’m a good man.

I’m a good man.

Am I a good man?

I thought I was,

But the rewards of this life now count for naught.

My body: soon buried and left to rot.

The time’s gone, how quickly it all has passed.

My God, now I see how I’ve squandered each and every breath.



Now at the last, everything is changed in this pale light;

That death has cast on all I’ve done.



Now at the last, everything is changed in this pale light;

And looking back I am undone - I am undone.