And so, what was it all for?
What did your ramblings earn you?
Have all your efforts gone to waste?
You'll accept that, or learn to
And so, what became of you?
Did your words carry weight here?
Was your time held with value?
Or did you just confirm what they feared?
And I fear that I am fading
With just words still remaining
I'm stuck in a lose lose game
Existing in a world that forgets you
And I feel that I am failing
If I abandon all I'm creating
So many names have been erased
Bodiless and dispossessed
I'm strugglin' for meaning in the mess
Of what becomes of us
But oh
No use for the broken man
They stayed for the open hand
We're all just flesh and bone anyway
Who'll hear what I say?
And is the knowledge learned or intrinsic?
Is the dance strange and rhythmic?
Did you ask me what I meant, before I said it?
Existing in a world that forgets you
And in structures turned to ashes
And memories half forgotten
Lie the last of our ambitions
And labor fruits turned rotten
It looks like I'll be forgotten
What becomes of us?
Oh yes, I'm strugglin' for meaning in the mess
Of what becomes of us