We lay down ourselves in ignorant absensce No lasting word we will find as there is none For words we will crave Moments as they fail Answers seem to lack, questions still left unasked We're not the same, a noiseless change, though we are Still we see a weak display in scenes Of what was meant to be Still we know a few words of what we've lost They are left meaningless Strange intents will be a veil covering our shame Until we face the truth as lies often are Still we see a weak display in scenes Of what was meant to be Still we know a few words of what we've lost They are left meaningless Answers seem to lack, nothing left unsaid We are instead left meaningless Still we see a weak display in scenes Of what was meant to be Still we know a few words of what we've lost They are left meaningless We are left Meaningless...