Nothing you can do or say
can save you anyway
this is just the life you chose
and now you live it
till you pivot on the spot, no
nothing wrong with that, no god
it all makes perfect sense today
who cares ‘bout ancient
dreams of yesterday?
just give me this
one last hooray

it's kinda nice out here
you start to wonder
what you feared
when all of your doubts disappear

so many different goals to seek
to spend on all your
years and months and weeks
but at the end of the day
you threw the hours away
with weed and booze in your hands
and many unfulfilled plans
’cause time has its way
to keep you cozy in trance
and you ignore any calls
that there is not much left in store

you just had too much time to pick
something for you that's right
and now you're king in all and nothing
anything, but a real profession
back in spring the world
was yours to take
summer was just fun and games
in fall your shot might be too late
in winter try to feel no shame cause

nothing you can do or say
can save you anyway

but why is your vision unclear?

all storms that came and passed
all storms have faded now
they could not last
all energy you once possessed
drained out of you to nothingness
all dust has settled down at last
like sand run through the hourglass
and all the streets that once lead on
have merged to one
your choice is done

all clouds, all clouds have cried out
and all your gods
have always been
always been...just one

nothing you can do or say
can save you anyway...
don't sweat it, the ending is near