What There Is — A-Ha

Empty glass Gets another round Squeaky chair Makes another sound There is a gentle breeze Playing in your hair Come take a bow While you’re still All there

It’s what it is It’s what it was It’s what it will be here After us

There is no memory There’s no recall No recollections At all

Your dark glasses Sliding down your nose Now bring these proceedings To a close

It’s what there is It’s what there was It’s what will be here After us

Your dark glasses Sliding down your nose Now bring these proceedings To a close

You can make it all worthwhile You can lend yourself some style You can give them all the reasons All the facts that you have seasoned

You can hear them hoot and holler As you come across a scholar You can set your name in lights You can make two wrongs a right