Sit back, relax, alas Look to the ground where all ablates Impasse, feedback, comes as The piper walks into its grave Watch as the wind corrodes And copper stains into the road Then what are we to owe The answers written in the stone In the seas you'll see the change as the Moon so drifts away What's to make of this decay entropy will kill it all If the earth collapsed If solar flares were to amass If other life came to attack Would we see? In the walls the wars await as waters rise We're led astray the heating skies to stay dilate am I few? Lost to a time with much to face the filters signing its decay am I few? There's not much time for us to waste entropy shall make its way we are few