Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fruitless Labors, artist - Brian DewanDate of issue: 18.03.2003
Song language: English
Fruitless Labors |
| Advance three paces forward and slip three paces back |
| There are words to be forgotten and statements to retract |
| For each and every action, there’s one to counteract |
| Rendered useless, futile strivings, all for naught |
| Exact a small emolument, it never will be paid |
| Construct a flawless argument, it will not win the day |
| Erect a concrete monument, and it will wash away |
| Fruitless labors, wasted hours, down the drain |
| There are roads to be eroded and slates to be erased |
| Buildings to demolish, reputations to disgrace |
| Why was I surprised at my unlucky star’s rebound |
| I once was found, but now I am lost and wound up in a lost-and-found |
| The wind will blow down windmills, unbending truths will bend |
| Abide by words of wisdom, yet meet a foolish end |
| A trial by trial-and-error, now start all over again |
| All for nothing, goose-egg zero, all in vain |
| But still I have the comfort of knowing when I die |
| That I will be among the choirs of angels up on high |
| Gently hovering o’er a cloud, I’ll sing euphoniously |
| And strum upon a golden harp for all of eternity |
| A font of healing waters will soon become impure |
| A life of noble struggle will soon become obscure |
| Whatever your endeavor, it will yet be undone |
| Fruitless labors, fruitless efforts, fruitless toil |
| But still one must take courage, despair one must resist |
| For only for so long inclement weather can persist |
| Partly sunny, fair and mild, I heard the radio say |
| I’ll call upon my fair-weather friends and fritter the day away |