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The light from the stars you see:

Only a memory. Dead a hundred thousand years.

Invite your misery, for it loves company.

Chase it down with a glass of tears.

You'll see. We seem to be

Oh, so pointless

Every prayer you'd ever say, the words don't go away.

The linger through the years.

But God failed to deliver:

So now you cry a river and drown in all the tears.

You'll see. We seem to be

Oh, so pointless

There is no higher purpose. There is no higher calling.

Did you jump my friend, or were you always falling?

Shooting across the sky,

Looks like your life went by. Where did it go?

And when extinction comes,

We won't be the only ones who never bothered to know.

You'll see. We seem to be

Oh, so pointless

There is no higher purpose. There is no higher calling.

Did you jump my friend, or were you always falling?

You'll see. We seem to be

Oh, so pointless