All That Was

Do you think I see myself as part of something old?

Foreseen to hunt in water and multiply to millions?

You said it was preordained if you're soma, I am brain cell

A little faith will split your conscience, pit the world against its hopeful odds

All, all that was, all that was

You feel that it haunts every move in a constellation of what you are

All, all that was, all that was

You know that the time to find out what can never be found won't last for long

If you feel so much of what you give is what you are

How do you know what's left will prove enough to carry on?