If I could last just a bit longer
Maybe I could be just a bit stronger
If I could reach just a bit farther
Perhaps it would not be any harder
If I could jump just a little bit higher
Maybe I could escape the mire

I don’t know the specifics of why I wrote Last, or even when I wrote it. I can tell you, however, from knowing myself, that I was probably struggling with the idea of not being able to do all the things I plan and want to do. Last speaks to running out of time, not feeling like you’re enough, and knowing that when you’re gone, some things will be left unfinished.