The rhythm breaks… is it in my head?
It can’t be the fish I just had them fed
You have to say it is. To prove its not.
Is life so random who (did u) thought?
I grow wary we grow old
Nothing is found men seek gold
Questions we search for answers unknown
Cold we grow like a twofold … stone.
From where we come to why we go
Who are these creatures from sky to toe?
Beneath the life scattered ocean floor?
Why do they live to live some more?
Living on this soil we trust
What we believe and what they say
Some hour soon our soul will clay
Everything we lust to dust.
It can’t be the fish I just had them fed
You have to say it is. To prove its not.
Is life so random who (did u) thought?
I grow wary we grow old
Nothing is found men seek gold
Questions we search for answers unknown
Cold we grow like a twofold … stone.
From where we come to why we go
Who are these creatures from sky to toe?
Beneath the life scattered ocean floor?
Why do they live to live some more?
Living on this soil we trust
What we believe and what they say
Some hour soon our soul will clay
Everything we lust to dust.
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