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? Want to cry to die Is it all a lie? How can all my wisdom serve me? The wise must die like a fool All Man's days full of pain All he does brings him grief No comfort just oppressed Nothing but emptiness All his tears all his fears Under the sun it breeds Hopelessness wickedness Nothing but emptiness God has granted Man abundance A gift of God power to enjoy He won't dwell upon the passing years Because God satisfies