They told him "Nothing lasts forever"
So Nothing's what he left to find.
He filled his heart with quiet cobwebs
And pushed the thoughts out from his mind.
Dropped all the things that ever hurt him
Then dropped the things he cared for too.
For they say "Nothing's worth the pain"
And pain was all he ever knew.
He picked bouquets of silence.
Wore the shadows as a coat.
Then used their inky darkness
When on the empty air he wrote:
"My whole life I've chased Nothing.
For it I have Nothing to show.
I've got Nothing in my heart
And there is Nothing that I know.
But I'd give Everything for Something
That could erase what I'd been told.
For emptiness is the heaviest thing
I've ever had to hold."