Is life empty?
Weaved for nothing
Has time lost us
Our security and amenity?
We feel hopeless
Blown right open
Blood on our hands
Can't help but fail
This is not possible
And never expected
Yet always connected
We are built upon
Fraught foundation
And we are built around
Misplaced expectation
We are built upon
Fraught foundation
And we are built around
Misplaced expectation
And blown away
And thrown away
Am I useless
This is the space of
My contentment
My security and amenity
Are we hoping?
Are we trusting?
Fill the void now
That is placed in us
Without sense of trust
And never expected
Yet somehow connected
We are built upon
Fraught foundation
And we are built around
Misplaced expectation
We are built upon
Fraught foundation
And we are built around
Misplaced expectation
And blown away
And thrown away
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