Pointless Lament (draft)

The song took a little bit to write after the idea behind it started forming. It's still rather taking that bit. Here's what the lyrics look like as I head to bed couch. (As it happens, my aunt from out of town is here tonight and using what's usually my bed.)

Countless orbs in space
fortune may grant one
with all the right
sparks for life
a proper distance from its sun
and resources are abound
but filler's much more rife
chance may deliver
yes she may give her
self up for the sake of life

and it's a long long road between bases
relentless static grey
scattered semblances of oases
may distract you along the way
and there are miles of barren wasteland
where it seems like nothing's there
don't it seem like hard times drag right on
the good times seem so rare

Seven days a week
fortune may grant two
to pause your quest
take a rest
and do the things you wanna do
and the months pass by
before a high
holiday comes around
and then's your chance
to see your aunts
and everyone else you love from out of town

and it's a long long road between bases
relentless numbing grey
scattered semblances of oases
may dissuade you along the way
and there are scores of heartless zombies
separating folks who care
don't you see the hard times stretch right on
and the good times seem so rare

Billions of earth-bound souls
fortune may grant three
to cherish you
care for you
accept you as true family
you'll hunt for words of wisdom
among sheer droves of jive
in eons and eons of pure void
there's just this short time we're alive

and it's a long long road between bases
relentless static grey
enigmas behind kindly faces
may divert you along the way
amid the miles of barren wasteland
where life just seems so bare
don't you feel the hard times plod right on
while the good times seem so rare

yeah it's a long long road between bases
relentless numbing grey
scattered semblances of oases
just might help you along the way
but there are hordes of heartless zombies
masquerading as folks who care
don't it seem the hard times trudge right on
and the good times are so rare