Texty: Casket Lottery (The). Moving Mountains. Keep Searching.

Look at that, all is lost.
All I tried to do
is form a thought...
for me.
But these days everything is fading away.
So long sweet memories,
farewell and good riddance.
Now I don't remember
exactly what is missing.
What is missing?
Moving mountains
from my mind.
Searching for the spot
where everything went to die.
We all wait.
Check it out,
it's all gone.
Somewhere in there used to be a lot.
But these days my one track mind dead ends