There’s no time left for your questions And no explanation will satisfy There’s no time left to question why Do they have to die?
But if you fill my cup Well I will drink it down Don’t bother looking up There’s nothing to be found To be found, to be found There’s nothing to be found
Do you believe in what you see? You ever known freedom Or is it just a story? Is it just a story?
There’s no means left for detection And no diagnosis will dignify There’s no time left to question why Do we have to die?
And if you fill my cup Yeah I will drink it down Don’t bother looking up There’s nothing to be found To be found, to be found
Do you believe in what you see? You ever known freedom Or is it just a story? Is it just a story we tell?
There’s only vague recollections The meaning dissolves with a fading sigh There’s no time left to question why Did we have to die?
But come on fill my cup And I will drink it down Don’t bother looking up There’s nothing to be found There’s nothing to be found There’s nothing to be found There’s nothing
Do you believe in what you see? You ever known freedom Or is it just a story? Is it just a story we tell?