People all love to built eachother up
And when they fall are quick to blame the other.
Yet in the moment of death
There is nothing to hold on to -
Like waves on the ocean
Death breaks us on the shores of eternity.
Sea spray and dust
Is all that will come of our dreams-
And even that evaporates.
The higher you go the lower you fall.
The more you want the less you get.
Its simply relativity.