Futile - Out Out

I work for the completion

Whatever has been

I called in all the favors

Still remains a dream

I scraped, I screamed, I called it

I did it again

I reached in fear of falling

Futility’s at an end

There’s always one thing left for

It remains to be seen

I thought I found it hiding

An invisible screen

But I dug, I dig, I let it

Get the best of me

I fell for lack of reaching

Futility’s eaten me

I did it again