You never climbed that mountain Never wrote that book Never really did anything You always said you would Last night in my apartment I was talking with your ghost We didn't know what happened Til we read a Facebook post In the graveyard There's a barren patch of land Here lies A promising old man I heard you had a daughter I heard she's doing okay But there's something in the water here And the water's in her veins We fell as light as feathers From your parent's loft If you ever get to heaven I hope the landing's just as soft In the graveyard There's a barren patch of land Here lies A promising old man And one thing I'm still learning Is to keep the things I've got Not lose them while I'm searching For all the things I'm not And I never climbed that mountain I never wrote that book I never really did anything I always said I would In the graveyard There's a barren patch of land Here lies A promising old man