Worthless Pursuit of the Things On The World (Chris Taylor)

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The worthless pursuit of the things on the Earth 
I spent years and years and years 
Chasing the wind out of my very own sales  
time and time again  
I've lost the inspiration that got me here 
what is the worth the life and the living the pain of loss 
is worth the giving  
From the moment of my birth  
the worthless pursuit of the things on the Earth 
 
Over and over it seems  
my fingers worked all the way to the Bone  
possessing the things I don't need  
I live in a big house but I feel so alone  
all that toil all that grief  
all that gain but still no peace  
Dust turns into dirt  
the worthless pursuit of the things on the Earth 
 
I'm on my way ...to the end of the world all along the way...
chaos rules both Kings and fools  
I'm on my way ....to the end of the world 
 
I had some money for a little while  
left holes in my pockets and a long paper trail  
everyone looking for the meaning of life everyone's got 
their own story to tell  
all our searching all are finding  
all our Consciousness still still reminding 
we wear it like a shirt  
the worthless pursuit of the things on the Earth