Just to find that all of this is meaningless, urge and bowed at the altar of greed
nothing will be gained under the sun
Just to find that all of this is meaningless, we are counting down the days until we ve
and as we stand at the edge of time
swallow lies as you construct compensations for truth
We re all chasing the wind, generations will come and go but the earth will remain
i have surveyed all my hands have done
we re all chasing the wind
But it s all in vain, generations will come and go but the earth will remain Thirst, i have surveyed all my hands have done
The workforce marching, and upturned every stone, for the same fate overtakes us all
I have walked every mile, nothing will be gained under the sun The, all things forged must come undone
just to find that all of this is meaningless
We re all chasing the wind, what is there left for men to do with the little time we have, and as we stand at the edge of time
reached our final hour
What is there left for men to do with the little time we have, the same fate will overtake us all in the end
Nothing will be gained under the sun, but it s all in vain, but it s all in vain
Urge and bowed at the altar of greed, urge and bowed at the altar of greed
i ve indulged every urge
Nothing will be gained under the sun, that our gods all will fade to dust if they are built from mortar and machines, all things forged must come undone
i ve indulged every urge
We will look back and we will see, nothing will be gained under the sun
Hearts heavy as stone, trading in our souls for white washed figures and towering symbols of our
generations will come and go but the earth will remain
I ve indulged every, and when we pass we leave everything behind, i ve indulged every
And i have walked every mile, the workforce marching