The Isolation Of A Realist

One day this will be all that's left
The infinite sea, the drowning sand
And there will be no me
There will be no memory
And the hole you've dug for yourself
Will fill with water
Until that too dries

Why, why should it matter
What I'm doing with my life?
How can you be disappointed
If we all live in this lie?
Leave me in my isolation
Leave me here to die

This world becomes nothing more
Than a moon encircling a star
Blinking in a sea of black
Amongst the others, so insignificant
This fading star
What we say
And who we are

(chorus)
This will be all that's left
And you can't even tell me why

(chorus)