And Tears the Only Answer

What life may mean I do not know and why we're here I cannot say.
On many days, in many ways I have heard the questions asked
And tears the only answer I felt was getting close. All you
Who must carry your truths jingle jangle and offer them up
And then do feel so slighted and so upright when we will not buy.
And we pass by, wanting our own lives which you can never reach.
You teach compassion like cool seduction but your hands are hot.
We are not creatures for your games of subtle domination.
Your proud salvation is a shackle I would not wish on anyone.
But I believe that there things of worth that we, you and I,
Sully and destroy. You as a business, offering up forgiveness
And I wishing I could remember the way that someone cried.