We’re specks of dust
Hurling nowhere through unending void
We’re blinks of time
Clinging haphazardly to life
There’s a comfort in knowing the truth
That there’s no point to anything we do
Every minute we waste is a gift
Our ambitions are ours to forget
Our kingdom’s built
Knowing new worlds
Will rise from our bones
We play pretend
’Till we run out of time in the end
And we’ll do it again ’till it’s done
But we know it’s never enough
You can only get what you give
As the sky crashes down
Hold me firm ’till it’s my turn again
(My turn again)
I want it to end
(Playing pretend)
This game of pretend
(Starting again)
To start over again
(Oh, hold me close)
To start over again
(Is this the end?)