Nothing at All

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© axenvocs
Verse 1
I woke up this morning with nothing to say,
So I sang to the silence that followed my way.
No meaning, no message, no grand design—
Just humming a nothing that somehow felt fine.

Chorus
Oh, nothing at all, nothing at all,
Just echoes that bounce off an empty hall.
No story to tell, no lesson to bring—
But nothing can still be a beautiful thing.

Verse 2
I walked through the daylight with nothing to do,
Let the breeze carry whispers that never came true.
No purpose, no pressure, no reason to try—
Just floating like clouds in a wide-open sky.

Chorus
Oh, nothing at all, nothing at all,
Just echoes that bounce off an empty hall.
No story to tell, no lesson to bring—
But nothing can still be a beautiful thing.