What's it like waiting for all this to die What's it like knowing it's all been a lie What's it for, what's it all for anyway At the edge watching it slowly decay So tone deaf, living life like there's no death But the paths that splinter will never be met It repeats, all time, forever, always What that means nobody living can say Is that all, all that there is anyway At the edge watching it slowly give way It's too late, the fable that is known as fate We are born to create and then dissipate