(055) wasted energy is a tragedy

what it all comes down to is the truth. the end of all speculation and gossip. when the sun can no longer hide its face and clocks are no longer needed. where there will be nothing to impede the downfall of our last hopes and fears. yes... some will say this is when the decadence of all human civilization will reign supreme, but we will live forever, and the drinks will never run out. you will be the one who watches all the time as it slips right through your fingers like sand. and only then will you know that you had your chance and squandered it. the cracked walls will soon crumble, and the alarm bells will soon ring. once the sun has caved in, you will be scavenging for the dead. nope - there aren't roads where we travel - only stars to map out our destinations. once the memories are gone, nothing will really matter.

the lights are turning on whether you take notice or not. so stop reaching up and stop trying to jump higher. wasted energy is a tragedy in my world, and i can't fix your problems. and knowing that makes me weep endlessly behind your back and in the shadows of my humility.