Devaluation - Hail the Sun

I had to step back to breathe

Internal attack on me

The well’s running dry for good

Same goes for my eyes, they should

In the end

I realize we’re dust from the stars

A strange sensation is all that we are

And we wanna be more even though

We’re unsure of the space we’re in

I don’t mean anything and the value I bring

Isn’t worth a cause

Nothing at all, nobody’s there

All that we do, nobody cars

And then the dust is gone

Conniption fit

Conniption fit

Th bigger picture is beyond

A carbon fissure on its own

Who will find what

When we’re all done?