When time runs out
     as it always does
When the wind stops blowing
And the leaves stop falling,
All is quiet, all is calm...
My life will play before me
Wrongs and right flashing quickly
    memories I forgot long ago
When I was more or less
And perhaps I'll be ashamed,
     proud if I'm lucky--
When I hear my name
And my actions rear their heads
    so many decisions I've made...
When did I think I had time
To criticize someone else?