Disposable World

Something broke in the world I built with these two hands,

I wanted room to breathe, room for light —

But someone came unseen and burned it all down.

Life forces me to start again

And I wonder where I'll find the strength

Whatever I shape again,

Whatever dream comes true —

Time will grind it all to sand.

We're all living in a disposable world.

Life forces me to start again

And I wonder what it's all for

We try to live our lives for our children,

But they don't want gestures — they want proof.

Why would they need what I leave behind,

When they want a place that plays by their own rules?

Life forces me to start again

And I wonder who it's all for

Nothing but emptiness, clenched in a fist,

Faceless days lived, or comfort never found?

What proves that I was ever here?

Life forces me to start again

And I wonder if it wants me to