And here it is, in 3 verses, everything. First your identity floats away, then it’s stolen, and then the world ends, and nobody cares.
lyrics
One of these days you're gonna go to sleep
And you're not gonna wake up again.
You'll open your eyes, but to your surprise
You'll be free as a bird floating high overhead
All of your friends will weep and moan about where you've gone
Pretty Soon they’ll be talking like you never were born.
And though your nails and teeth grow when your down below
And you can't take nothing with you where you go.
And oh, whatcha gonna do now (you're all alone you're really all alone)?
And oh, whatcha gonna do now (that you're dead and gone)?
When you're a wash in the briny foam
There's no wind that's gonna carry you home.
And oh, you can never go home
One of these days your gonna write your name
It ain't gonna be your name no more
All of the people you knew, all of your secrets and games
They'll be stolen away into some strangers dresser drawer
All of the stain glass memories of yesteryear
All of your foibles and all of your fears
All that you hold dear into thin air
And your left without a feather of a care
one of these days you're gonna walk out side
but the outside world has gone away
when you look up there's a hole in the sky
all the true believers praying like it's the judgement day
but the ancient reptiles knew it was true
the universe don't care about me or you
when the world comes crashing in there's nothing you can do
but you never really mattered anyway.
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