And there implied is that
I'm but another body for the birds
carrion absurd and accidental
atoms beating air
carrying on unwitting orphan
of an unyielding despair
But linger on just for a moment
until we can ascertain if
Amsomething's wrong with me
self indicted brains
Because I contend that all
of this is more than just
a meaningless charade
That each and every moment is
a bottle with a message hid away
If anything means anything
There must be something meant
for us to be a song
that we were made to sing
There must be so much
more than we can see
But all our lives we've
been treading paper
in the space between the words
And there implied's the thought
that we are barely more than
bodies for the birds carrion
They say that we're just accidental
atoms beating air carrying on and on
Unwitting orphans of an unyielding
despair
But our hearts
tell a different story
our hands feel a different pulse
If anything means anything
There must be something meant
for us to be
If anything means anything
There must be something meant
for us to be a song
that we were made to sing
There must be so much
more than we can see
Something fathomless deeper than our
pride can dive numinous higher than
Our hearts can rise transcendent
further than our thoughts
can reach immanent
closer than the air we breathe