Every castle made of sand
And every picture drawn by hand
And every maker of all that was ever made
Every heart was ever broken
In every language ever spoken
And all yet still to be awoken to this world
Threads of our reality
Woven in this tapestry
For all it's intricacies
Will all in time succumb to entropy
Every deity ever died for
And every cause yet still to fight for
And everything we've learned and what we've come to be
Every society that's been and all the tragedy they've seen
And every culture and invention yet to be
Threads of our reality
Woven in this tapestry
For all it's intricacies
Will all in time succumb to entropy
Just a note of dust suspended in a sunbeam
A pale blue dot holds all we've ever known
And through the musings of our origins and why
The universe itself has come to know
That a note of dust suspended in a sunbeam
A pale blue dot holds all we've ever known
And through the musings of our origins and why
The universe itself has come to know
That every animal and flora
And every planet's bright aurora
All the life was every lived on every world
Was only ever gonna be a fleeting blink of history
Of which I'm glad I've laid my humble eyes upon
Threads of our reality
Woven in this tapestry
For all its intricacies
Will all in time succumb to entropy
Easy enough for some to see
It isn't enough for some to be
In this mere reality
Which for all it's intricacies
Will all in time succumb to entropy
