The Stereoplanetary Audio Construct

untitled

the song that does not exist

Wheels turn no more.
The day is dead.
The trip is done.
Closed road ahead.

Can’t leave my house.
Can’t get out of bed.
It’s all too much.
It’s all been said.

Houses grow,
but homes can break.
The threads are cut
and called mistakes.

Everything will end.
Every world will die.
Legacy is a myth.
A place no one will find:

Where no one leaves
and no one lies.
Where no one leaves
and no one dies.
Where no one leaves
and no one lies.
Where no one leaves
and no one…

There is no right;
there is no wrong.
Erase the lines
you have drawn.

There’s no good;
there’s no evil.
There’s no mission
to believe in.

There’s no purpose.
There’s no meaning.
There’s no reason
for breathing.

You’re just here.
There is no why.
There’s no answer
beyond the skies.

You just are.
There is no truth.
There’s no master plan
enslaving you.

I answer only to me…
…only to me…