Monument ( To Nothing)

Monument (To Nothing)
 This era, this music, this scene
 Our great monument to nothing
 This glory, this sweat, this play
 Makes no difference what we say
 For every man stands a ghost
 For every ghost stands a star
 For every star stands a thought
 And these accumulate somewhere
 If God is the personification
 Of the total of man's thought
 Then I must be the reflection
 Of all you have fought
 This era, this music, this scene
 Our great monument to nothing
 This glory, this sweat, this play
 makes no difference what we say
 Look into a place that you dare not look
 You'll find me staring back at you
 A perfect reflection
 Your mirror
 Your representative
 I am you
 Here we stand all as one
 Nothing said as we are done
 But no matter what we do
 We're together, me and you