Drifting, cast asunder
Wind carry me
Take me forever
Trees my guide
Trees my guide
What purpose have I
Manmade, must have a reason
Hammer for nail, money to stay alive
Or so it seems, or so it seems
Sparrow, fly with me
Oh but where's your guide
Creator absentee
What's your purpose
Gifted thought, logic and reason
Too bad it led to treason
A traitor to our own voice
Sparrow fly beside
Purpose has no purpose, let me simply exist in stride
But like hammer and nail
We create and decide
With thought
It's this society decreed
One with our own creations
Devil's machinations
Evil, servitude, and greed
But what's their purpose
Solo creators and even we can't distinguish
Sparrow fly beside
Purpose has no purpose
Let me simply exist in stride
Let me simply exist in stride
Scribes of our lives
Yet disallowed to decide
Architected path to harmonize and survive
Then what purpose am I