Modern world, as for me all I know is nothing at all
I've seen, of who we've been
Through everything, the question persists
This funhouse-mirror core reality will fracture and break
In waves of spiral faults
When it's all lost I'll remember your face
I'll remember your face when it's just dust
I'll remember your face
I'll remember your face when this is dead and broke and gone
These lives that we lead
The people we love
When thought has ended
Who will you dream of