One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy

The world we live is a hostile, vile place
And what we give, it could never reciprocate
But we give
Waiting for
Any different outcome
And it chews
Spit us out
It won't ever be enough

Oh, it hurts
How can we be safe from harm?

Trapped on our own lives
We tend the flames, keep it alive
It sure doesn't look bright
But we dream of a spark
Because we're right
On the verge
Of the perfect in between
And we'll write
The next page
We have a mission to fulfil

The world we live is a hostile, vile place
And what we give, it is happy to come and take
It push us up
Then pulls us down
It drags us out across the street
Here comes the punch
And then a stab
It refuses to make it quick

And oh, it hurts
Tell me when it's safe to leave

Trapped on our own lives
We tend the flames, keep it alive
It sure doesn't look bright
But we dream of a spark
Because we're right
On the verge
Of the perfect in between
And we'll write
The next page
We have a mission to fulfil