I don't know what its called but:
what are we here for
we're waiting but
for what
forgotten photgraphs and
distant memories
the past is gone
true to anyone but ourselves
dangerous decisions and
measureless mistakes
we are built upon ruins
no true belonging, nor
sense of direction
all we know is
we are here
we may never know why
what are we here for
we're waiting but
for what
forgotten photgraphs and
distant memories
the past is gone
true to anyone but ourselves
dangerous decisions and
measureless mistakes
we are built upon ruins
no true belonging, nor
sense of direction
all we know is
we are here
we may never know why