" And yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers,
But all that lives is born to die.
And so I say to you that nothing really matters,
And all you do is stand and cry.

I don't know what to say about it
When all your ears are turned away,
But now's the time to look and look again at what you see,
Is that the way it ought to stay? "

― Led Zeppelin , Led Zeppelin: III