Monument ( To Nothing) - Hallows Eve

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