What is this whispered thief?
Is it a lie? Is it a lie?
Does fabrication begin at belief?

Who steals my years to keep all to themselves?
Is it only just the ground we stand upon?
Is it only just the ground we stand upon?

Is it only just the ground we stand upon?
I've asked you, yet heard no reply
Is it only just the ground we stand upon?
Will I just soak into this earth when I die?
Have I fallen before I finished?

Who answers my questions when ears do not listen?
When silence speaks in volumes
And I have heard no reply, heard no reply

This doubt that clouds what I perceive as truth
The unnerving sense that there is nothing left
An illogical view where purpose is gone
Who wills these groundless conceptions?

Find faith in life
In whatever will keep you believing that we are not meaningless
Retain what you have learned because love is an endless wonder
It's a never-ending knowledge, this is our only solution
I believe in me
I believe in you
I believe that we are not meaningless