The Art of Futility

I'm so alone she said to me
with a hole in my heart & in my soul.
And as she spends endless nights in eternity
the choice that she made was her own.
Now don't be afraid to begin another day
only you can decide if your heart's a home.
To give up is a blind exercise in futility.
Reach out your arms to me.
She hides inside her house of loneliness
around her heart she built a wall of stone.
She can't escape from the pain of yesterday
now she's dying inside all alone.
To give up is a blind exercise in futility.
Reach out your arms to me.
I stood by her grave & read the words
engraved like her heart made of stone.
She finally mastered the art of futility
"she died as she lived alone".



Credits
Writer(s): Carl Eichman
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