Oblivion

What is the point of living in this world
When everything we do is doomed to fade?
The memories we cherish, the words we hurled
The love we make, the wars we wage, the art we trade
 
All will be lost in the abyss of time
No trace of us will linger in the dust
The stars will die, the planets will align
The universe will end in a cosmic bust
 
But still we cling to our illusions of meaning
We seek for purpose in our fleeting lives
We hope for something beyond our dreaming
We strive for something that survives
 
But oblivion is the only truth we know
The final destination of our show