what do you gain from all that you've done  everything comes to an end  ages will go and ages will come  and who will remember you then    all that has been it will be again  what has been done will be done  clouds will return at the end of the rain  and nothing is new, nothing under the sun    what if i build you a house or a park  what if i bought you a slave  silver and gold and the treasure of kings  with satin to line your grave    as sure as the dust will return to the ground  your knowledge will soon be gone  as sure as a man should enjoy what he does  nothing is new, nothing under the sun    so everything is meaningless and so we carry on  until we face the consequence of everything we've done