The Wasteland

Heirs to errant sovereignty
Nothing but to need, guaranteed
Scavenging like common thieves
Time's detritus laid bare for thee

What nobody told you
When out on your own
Who wistfully thinks of
Why they are sinking, never figures
How to pull themselves out
All you can do is forget about who is
Suffering when your means meet their ends
Oh, wretched is the way of

The wasteland
It's your turn to reap from what has been wrung
Welcome to the wasteland
What's there left to win when it's all been won?

Find what's fruitful from the heap
Notwithstanding those who compete
Cast them to the dusty ground
They knew what doom was to be found

In the wasteland
It's your turn to reap from what has been wrung
Welcome to the wasteland
Nothing left to win when it's all been won
You're stuck in the race, man
Try to keep the pace, or you're overrun
And in the wasteland
Oh it doesn't hurt if you know someone

One for one, all for nothing
Brick after brick, the house keeps crumbling down
Stone by stone, lost or abandoned
Then stolen or found, the house keeps crumbling down
One by one, brick after brick
Stone by stone, all for nothing
It's a sullen thing how it's come to be that
We've agreed to throw away the best parts of the dream
That we used to dream when we still believed
We would see no defeat from anything
Will we see no defeat from anything?

What nobody told you
When out on your own
Who wistfully thinks of
Why they are sinking never finds
A way to pull themselves out
So, all you can do is try not to think about who is
Suffering when your means meet your ends
Oh, wretched is the way of the wasteland

In the wasteland
It's your turn to reap from what has been wrung
Now you're the wasteland
Nothing left to win when it's all been won
It's a race, man
Try to keep the pace, or you're overrun