In The Midst Of Things People like that are already dead. It's a shame, I think I used to like the guy, Been so long ago, I can hardly remember Him how he used to be. Some people are waiting for death. I mean literally waiting for it to come knocking. Where they make their exit without looking back. Looking forward like the present is something that has no heart. Stopped beating And then treating the end, Like it's a start. Just waiting for that end... Lost between the end and the beginning....