Why do we loan ourselves to things by which we will never be repaid 
And feel consoled by tomorrow when today has been profaned? 
Confused by choices ... or blind to cause-and-effect and a future gravestone 
Today's a draft of your epitaph 
Keep changing it, 'til you meet the grave 
Update your draft of your epitaph '
Till you crash and break like a wave 
I'll hope to file away my account today, and see in it some value 
And appreciate all that 
I've had, before 
I quit this venue 
Confused by choices ... but alive to cause-and-effect and a eventual gravestone 
Today's a draft of your epitaph 
Keep changing it, 'til you meet the grave 
Update your draft of your epitaph '
Till you crash and break like a wave 
Something about someone with a hood and a scythe ... 
Something about a date you just can't ... cancel 
Eulogies, memories, services, tombstones, flowers, candles, tears and regrets 
If I ask myself, every day, 'is today the day?' 
Then one day, it will be ... my final draft 
Lost in today ... 
Confused by choices ... or blind to cause-and-effect ... 
And a future gravestone, an eventual gravestone ... 
Today's a draft 
Today's a draft of your epitaph 
Keep changing it, 'til you meet the grave 
Update your draft of your epitaph '
Till you crash and break like a wave