Unpeopled Space

Ten years gone Was it worth it? Is the answer clear? And after all (and after all) Nothing's lost When there's nothing When there's nothing there Whatever was (whatever will) We belong here now Unpeopled space Toils without complaint Obliterates as it reclaims Our world for work sake We're useless in our way Clear the brush and push the paint Oh what a laugh I'm not what I am When I'm drifting in between Standing dead and driving rain The thought that remains Our bodies rise and fall Spawning, sprawling, lying down Oh what a laugh Words fail And they're failing And they fail me now The loss of all (the loss of all) Nothing's lost When there's nothing When there's nothing there Whatever was (whatever will) Well it won't now