I am a man; you know my name
I’ve changed the world for my own gain
I reached all goals: I built my ark,
With power, wealth, and fame. I left my mark…

But now I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting to fade from history
Yes, now I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting for time to swallow me…

Hindsight, they say, is far more clear
And from this bed I see wasted years
And though my time is fading fast
It’s only now I see what lasts…

And so, I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting to fade from memories
Yes, now I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting to sink into Eternity…

(Quote from Shakespeare’s “MacBeth”…)
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.


I used to laugh at those poor “fools”
Who sought Love’s crown, instead of jewels
But as I draw this final breath
Possessions add torment to death…

And so, I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting to fade from history
Yes, now I’m waiting…
I’m only waiting.
Waiting for time to swallow me…