Sunlight to stardust
And everything in between
I'm so sorry of what you are now
Its something you shouldn't have to be

Incomplete, with no purpose
A shattered man brooding
But can you smell that?
Something is burning

People are just flesh and bone
Words are worse, for they echo
And in our head,
They just might spin

A fate worse than death
Is a man's spiral to make sense
Of the world that made him bitter
To endlessly think he might achieve success