Idiomatically speaking

We started on this road thinking

What good things lie awaiting our endless joy

As time gone on and words came through

Enjoyment seemed so far away

Along the winds of tomorrows day

Idiomatically, problematically

Even sympathetically and ideologically

Living in this world of sensible nonsense

We want joy, but give pain

Want happiness, but give sorrow

Where Truth turns to lies

And feelings end up hollow

Journeying through this world brings so much down

Upon our shoulders and yet we grow

With each passing day we become our own

Deciding which road we'll take

Depending on the choices we make

Periodically choosing which regrets we'll have

Learning along the way to think of what's been lost

Does it seem surreal to live so thoughtlessly

Destroying the world we live in

And yet in the end, does it matter when

We leave this life the way we started

Emptied of our treasures we tried to hold

Wondering if our memories would survive our bodies cold

When we leave this world of sensible nonsense

We want joy, but give pain

Want happiness, but give sorrow

Where Truth turns to lies

And feelings end up hollow

I want you all to think

About the actions performed from day to day

To the tears spent when things don't go your way

Will it all be worth the end result

When life could leave the body cold

At any minute of the livelong day

Sensibly we speak, and nonsense we perform

So richly given the power to act without thought

So poorly given the understanding of what our actions hold

Where our lives will go, or even when just to let things go

Sensible nonsense is what it's all about

The lies we tell when truths we want

The sorrow we feel when happiness sought

Down to the hollowness we end up with when

Our feelings are lost

We live only until we die

But in the end,

Shouldn't we live for more than that?