Will you miss me when I've gone?
Will you mourn over my name?
It doesn't matter, never did at all
Life is so damn overrated
That's the way that all the stories go

Platonic love for a small grain of sand
Pale blue dot's castaway
A play in a small stage
Adrifting in a sea of stars

Life's a story of death
A funeral we all attend
Legacies fade away
History will not remain

So great but still so small
So young but feels so old
I shout out so loud
Still no one can hear me

I'm tired of this endless climbing
It feels like the dream is dying
Not even hope remains
In the end it's all in vain
So why do I still care?

Down to this play with no script in hands
We've been writing our stories in blood
Last chapter calls, soon the lights are out
Has anybody listened at all?
We had our times up the stage
Curtains are about to draw

Life's a story of death
A funeral we all attend
Legacies fade away
History will not remain

Life's a free fall to death
No meaning or design
Just chaos and pain
Nothing really lasts