Eu jamais entendo, nunca me esforcei a entender, apesar de tentar ver com os olhos de outrem no momento derradeiro, segundos antes da decisão racional. O instante final, quando se levanta a última vontade contra a própria vida, é irracional. Sem chances de ouvir uma palavra de alento, sem horizonte e perto do fim.

Centenas de bandas já escreveram sobre o tema. Samiam compôs "Dull"; Nofx, "Doornails"; Pennywise, "Bro Hymn"; Lagwagon, "Sad Astronaut".

Eu me pergunto se todo mundo já cogitou realmente, alguma vez na vida, não querer mais estar por aqui.

Sad Astronaut, Lagwagon
As you sat on the bed
Moments from your end
Inconceivable dread
Inches from your head
I can’t bear to imagine you
In that horror scene
One too sad to be
In my mind's eye
I am there
Embracing you so scared
Now you kill me too
You killed me too

Decidedly willing to lie for you
Absolutely willing to cry for you
Ill at ease in saying goodbye to you
A part of me will never know

I am there, again, intervals of red
An accomplice to
Things I couldn't do
In a fable disabled

I say words like foolish son
God what have you done
I'm a thin blue cliché, hopelessly
I'm a mouthful of doubtful

Decidedly willing to lie for you
Say again
Willing to cry for you
Finally saying goodbye to you

A part of you I'll never know
Looking through the spyglass in a punctured sky
While your garden died
You couldn't see the sky for your fallen stars
Endless in your arms
You were still alive even as the sad astronaut