The End

Where is the light that I thought I was promised? Where is the truth, and the hope and the way? I've lost my footing, my spine, my eyes Everything keeps slipping away Where is the storybook ending The love, the joy, the laughter? Is all there is just nothing at all Is there anything that matters Is this all we get for our lives? And after everything, why is it still so lonely So blank, so dry, so numb Are we brought up just to crack and bleed out Unravel, coming undone Is this all we get? Is this all we get for our lives? Is this all we get?