pennywise - waste of time

I got a question for all you sinners
Have you ever wondered is this all there is to life?
A quick adventure- Not much to mention
A slow procession leading us to die
Or is there a heaven- A distant valley
A golden meadow waiting for us in the sky
No one right answer spirit seems broken
Still I just can't help but wonder why
Seems like a tragic waste of time
Who cares what happens when you die?
Life's too short to wonder why
Get on with your life
In towering churches- And holy temples
They all conspired- To tell me how to live my life
But no religion- Or new theism
Could ever provide proof to quench my mind
And now I wonder- Who's sky I'm under
Is there a heaven- waiting for me when I die
No one right answer- Spirit seems broken
And still I can't help but wonder why
So many questions I can't tell the difference
Too many abstract thoughts now wrestle in my mind
But through the darkness somewhere should be waiting
A final truth to shower me with light
Their pearls of wisdom- And tales of glory
They feed me nicely until I found it was all a lie
No one right answer- Spirit seems broken
And still I can't help but wonder why