Hand Full Of Dust

I know that music can't change people
I know that music can't change the world
I know that music can't change politicians
But maybe music can change the universe

Maybe the sense of our life is just to be there
And maybe our being there changes everything
Maybe it's our consciousness that brings everything into beeing
Everyone is a part of the whole

And all that's left when we'll leave is a hand full of dust
All that's left when we leave is a hand full of memories
That fade away when there's noone left to remember
That you've changed the universe
Just a hand full of dust...

But even if we go, even if we are forgotten
Will we not leave our traces in the overall picture
Are we not supposed to leave our stroke of a brush
To change the universe

Maybe the sense of our life is just to be there
And maybe our being there changes everything
Maybe it's our consciousness that brings everything into beeing
Everyone is a part of the whole

And all that's left when we'll leave is a hand full of dust
All that's left when we leave is a hand full of memories
That fade away when there's noone left to remember
That you've changed the universe
Just a hand full of dust...