We'll drink the river dry,
But when we die,
We'll run a river of our own,

And someday they will merge in altruistic flow...
Or So I Suppose


We'll dig up all the trees,
But when we've passed to some disease,
Our bodies will play home for all the newly fallen seeds to grow...

Or So I Suppose.

All we are is embryonic souls.

We play our role and then we go.
'Spend our whole life going - that's just how it goes.
Or So I Suppose.


We stand strong in the wind,
But when we've grown so old and thin,

We'll know the time has come again to end and to begin,
All that we'll ever know...
Or So I Suppose.


We looked upon the stars that night;
So far away, abyssal sight.

That brightness of the same light that I have seen in the ether of your own eyes glow.
Or So I Suppose.


All we are is embryonic souls,
We play our role and then we go.
'Spend our whole life going - that's just how it goes.

Or So I Suppose.

We'll lay upon the grass. Someday,

We'll pass away,
But in our pure decay,
Just know we'll have become the home that for ourselves we've made and grown,

Or So I Suppose.