Meditations on Loss

I heard the TV and it told me
I shouldn’t grieve
There is something more
If you believe in god’s love
But I’ve seen too many scenes
In which the people I love fell to their knees
With no cause, at a loss
Only questions and gordian knots
So as I am without faith
Tell me, what should I dream of?
Oh tell me, why should I do anything at all?
'Cause I’m caught up in a race
I don’t know what I’m running from, for, or to
So breathe in, breathe out
Take note, take count
Tell me honestly, my friend
What did you live for
And would you make amends?
'Cause I wanted to believe
But I can’t see the wood for the trees
It’s not long before
Your heart won’t beat anymore
And then you’re gone, the knot is cut
Meditations on loss