“People change, as does everything..
I wanted to grow old..
I just want to grow old..
Help me see myself,
coz i can no longer tell..
Looking from the inside
of the bottom of the well..
It’s hell..
I yell..
But no one hears, before i disappear..
Whisper in my ear,
Give me something to echo in my unknown future’s ear..
My dear,
the end
comes near..
I’m here,
but not much longer..”
(The End – Pearl Jam)