People all love to built eachother up
And when they fall are quick to blame the other.

Yet in the moment of death
There is nothing to hold on to –

Like waves on the ocean
Death breaks us on the shores of eternity.

Sea spray and dust
Is all that will come of our dreams-
And even that evaporates.

The higher you go the lower you fall.
The more you want the less you get.

Its simply relativity.