Ten years gone
Was it worth it?
Is the answer clear?
And after all (and after all)
Nothing's lost
When there's nothing
When there's nothing there
Whatever was (whatever will)
We belong here now
Unpeopled space
Toils without complaint
Obliterates as it reclaims
Our world for work sake
We're useless in our way
Clear the brush and push the paint
Oh what a laugh
I'm not what I am
When I'm drifting in between
Standing dead and driving rain
The thought that remains
Our bodies rise and fall
Spawning, sprawling, lying down
Oh what a laugh
Words fail
And they're failing
And they fail me now
The loss of all (the loss of all)
Nothing's lost
When there's nothing
When there's nothing there
Whatever was (whatever will)
Well it won't now