These Are Days of Sorrow

Pack your bags and run
Time to leave travel beyond
Where your mind has never gone
You got to look through it all
It’s a fraud why can’t you see
They’re plying along so you can be yourself
Yes the riddle can be solved
With the meaning of life involved
It’s easy to do just pay attention
With your life passing by one can wonder what it’s like to never see the
strings attached
Is it true I wonder why?
Are we part of the trickery?
When it’s the loser’s game
Are we living a lie for a reason?
Can it be true?
Are we living a lie?
I really want to know
Show me a miracle
These are days of sorrow
These are days of horror
It’s just a matter of time
I want to speak with the man
The man with the plan
Or is he lost in space?