We’re specks of dust Hurling nowhere through unending void We’re blinks of time Clinging haphazardly to lifeThere’s a comfort in knowing the truth That there’s no point to anything we do Every minute we waste is a gift Our ambitions are ours to forgetOur kingdom’s built Knowing new worlds will rise from our bones We play pretend ’Til we run out of time in the endAnd we’ll do it again ’til it’s done But we know it’s never enough You can only get what you give As the sky crashes down Hold me firm ’til it’s my turn againI want it to end This game of pretend To start over againMy turn again Playing pretend Starting again Hold me close Is this the end?
