While Nothing

Pull yourself back to here,

With every heart that must be near.

Sell your soul among the seers,

With every heart that must be dear.

Bullets for the fear we faced,

With every heart that must be chased

All this and to what end?

For every heart that must be named.

While nothing whiled away,

We sailed out and sank our name.

While nothing a world away,

We sailed out and sank these names.