In a life full of nothing
You learn with a wanting
That the end is not the end
In time you're outspoken
And reflect on all you've chosen
And realize it's all in the wind
Upon close inspection
You've lived without discretion
And hurt the ones who cared most
And without all emotion
You live without devotion
And the bearer of knowledge you host
Now with all this that you've learned
And all the fancy trinkets you've earned
Do you see all was well in the past?
And if you could do it over
And show her all you owe her
Would the joy ever last?
The old man sees his mirror
As the end, it grows nearer
He falls upon his knees
He prays to take it all back
To have the one he loved back
Not sure who hears his pleas
In a life filled with nothings
You learn with a wanting
That the end is not the end
And you advise all the young ones
"Hold close to all your loved ones
'Cause time is naught to lend"

This was written with the tune of Alone With the Sea by Hurt playing in my mind. (just the first verse of the Hurt song)
Let me know what you think!