In this world we've learned to hate
I wonder what the point is
If you can't grasp what you fear
When everything's empty inside
You lose what makes you human
Because we're to blind to reach for sky
You think you know what best
But if that's true why are you falling
When the light comes will you remember where you're from?
When this world shakes apart
And that's good is dead
Will you stop and think how you lived?
If those who care are gone
Will you be able to move on?
Would it even matter?