Lyrics A Means to No End - Destrage

A Means to No End

What can be done must be done
Open hands to catch the falling chance
Air is so dense
Time goes nowhere
Floating, the metter gets high
And burns harder
Combine the Soul, the Whole
Pollen and anther
Connector of nonsense
A means what I am
Nor dawn and no sunset
Just a means to no end