Irrelevant

We set our own limitations  
There is nothing in this world by which we're bound  
And, though we're living in an alien nation  
We tend to forget that everything is so profound  
  
Building our own foundations,  
There is nothing we believe that's not made so  
And as a product of imagination,  
So long as we think we're powerless, we'll lose all control  
(But, only because we'd agreed that it was so)  
  
But, it'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
Everything by which we're bound  
  
We are all imitations  
Of the faces worn, in days past 'fore we were born  
Echos of one reverberation  
That'll ever-change its form whenever it might grow so bored  
(So let go of everything you're led to think you are)  
  
'Cause it'll all be irrelevant in the end  
Everything by which we're bound  
  
And, so we set our own limitations  
There is nothing we can't do, if we're allowed
  
And, though we're living in an alien nation  
We forget that everything is (so profound!)
  
Everyone, conflations,
Of what's come and gone before the day was done (done, done).
  
But, everyone'll be irrelevant in the end  
And, we'll be laughing about it in the afterlife,  
Yeah, we'll have a good laugh,  
When we find it's all been make-pretend  
  
Everything'll be irrelevant in the end  
And, we'll be laughing about it in the afterlife,  
We'll all have a good laugh,  
When we find that this is all pretend (and)  
  
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
It'll all be made irrelevant in the end  
  
Like a song
Disappearing into the wind

*Final line, courtesy of Northern-Soul (-Missy-)... Such a great quote, I couldn't not add it! 😊*