We sit and think, but Nothing sings
We lie and dream, but Nothing sees
We try to feel, but Nothing’s real
We blankly stare, but Nothing’s there
God, save us from Nothing
Else it’s what we’ll become
We sit and think, but Nothing sings
We lie and dream, but Nothing sees
We try to feel, but Nothing’s real
We blankly stare, but Nothing’s there
God, save us from Nothing
Else it’s what we’ll become