There is no end,
There is no beginning,
The point of no return.
Neither here nor there,
Can't sustain the drift.
Gravity is too grave,
Humour has all but faded.
Silence met with noise,
You cannot find your voice.
Virtue is middle class,
It doesn't really last.
What is all this, in the end?
What does matter anyway?
Over the hills and far away,
The point of no return.
