Tom Prowse - Pointless to Escape

I see the cycle of my life
Knowing that
It's pointless to escape
I could live for countless years
And still not know
What any of it's for
Am I supposed to feel good about this?

Driven by the things I see
I want to know
How can this be it?
All the things that I enjoy
Feel very small
They fade and disappear
Am I supposed to feel good about this?

What is left that can pass the test?
When everything you are will be dust
Seeking life and meaning
But death is all I can trust

There is no end to all the words
I can't express
The depths of my despair
No more than a beast
In the end
Both washed away like sand
Am I supposed to feel good about this?

What is left that can pass the test?
When everything you are will be dust
I need life and meaning
But death is all I can trust

I wish that I could run away
And find myself
In a world that I create
It would work as I desire
Instead I wait
For God to set things right

Written by:
Thomas Prowse

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