Antestor

I started to think of
what I've done with my hands
Worked hard and suffered for
nothing but emptiness
Want to cry to die
under the sun that's why
Wisdom and foolishness
nothing but emptiness
Wisdom is better than folly
The wise have got eyes in their head
while fools walk about in the dark
But they meet the same destiny
Want to cry to die
Can you tell me why?
Then I said in my silent mind
I've the same fate as the fool
Want to cry to die
Can you tell me why?