Lyrics Is This All There Is

Climbing high to the mountain top, reaching out to the sky above
and I ask myself: is this all there is?
Sailing into the ocean blue, trying to find at least one clue
on a paper straw: is this all there is?

And they all came to talk about it
They came to laugh and cry and fight about it
All searching for the promised land, tired souls with empty hands
wondering to themselves: is this all there is?

Fifteen years on a sewing machine, twisted hands don’t mean a thing
and you ask yourself: is this all there is?
A baby crying in an old tin cup, wanting more but there’s never enough
Fallen mother sighs: is this all there is?

And they all came to talk about it
They came to cry and laugh and fight about it
All searching for the promised land, tired souls with empty hands
asking to themselves: is this all there is?

Climbing up to the mountain top, reaching out to the sky above
sailing out into the ocean blue, trying to find at least one clue

And they all came to talk about it
They came to cry and laugh and fight about it
All searching for the promised land, tired souls with empty hands
wondering to themselves: is this all there is?
And I ask myself: is this all there is?
Wondering to myself: is this all there is?