Egg Shells

Two stinking egg shells, that's all we are now, you and me...
You believe there is something left in me,
I believe a little yolk is left in you,
But we are just two stinking shells,
you know somewhere deep inside, as do I...
There are no answers to be found here, no questions answered...
Still we look for meaning, without that, who are you? and who am I ?
Two stinking egg shells, halves of a single one...
looking for meaning in an absurd world...