I Know That I Know Nothing

As the last tide Cries the night to ashes I can’t be sure of the sun Where is the lights of tomorrow? And as the lights in the sky I don’t know of knowledge I’m blinded by the doubtful And as the truth befall us all There is a truth that's contrived I fall apart on tomorrow And I don’t know of my life And the question of the morrow And if the sky drowns in high tide I fall in doubt of all every …the sky sets as the liars say why …the fall hits us all …the sun falls on us all I don’t know If it’s a lie