Furniture - All Too Morose Parties

So they say someday the world will end
When the sun finds all its fuel is spent
Burning out all our hopes and plans
Can't escape this final circumstance
So what's the point of all we do here?
So they say it could all disappear
Giant rock enters the atmosphere
Crashing on everything we hold dear
That would be tragically surreal
So what's the point of all we do here?
Figure it out
Going in circles we are
Propelled around our star
Is there a captain on board?
Please let me out of here
Hurling through infinite space
Requires some kind of faith
In tomorrows staying the same
Please let me out of here
Evolutionary bluff
We made it just to get snuffed
The universe has a laugh
Please let me out of here
Pushing our weight up the hill
We keep on going until
There's something better to do
So they say we might as well be dead
When the sea rises above our heads
Drowning out coupons and grocery lists
Normal life would then cease to exist
So what's the point of all we do here?
Going in circles we are (figure it out)
Propelled around our star (figure it out)
Hurling through infinite space (figure it out)
Requires some kind of faith (figure it out)
Evolutionary bluff (figure it out)
We made it just to get snuffed (figure it out)
Pushing our weight up the hill (figure it out)
We keep on going until
Figure it out