Father John Misty - In Twenty Years or So

What's there to lose
For a ghost in a cheap rental suit
Clinging to a rock that is hurtling through space?

And what's to regret
For a speck on a speck on a speck?
Made more ridiculous the more serious he gets.

Oh, it's easy to forget.

Oh, I read somewhere
That in twenty years
More or less,
This human experiment will reach its violent end,
But I look at you
As our second drinks arrive,
The piano player's playing "This Must Be the Place",
And it's a miracle to be alive.

One more time...

There's nothing to fear,
There's nothing to fear,
There's nothing to fear.