A new grey

There's a thought that's been flickering in my little head. 
A thought I don't understand, but you seem to.
No, it's not black and white.
It's a new grey, I love.
The greys you and I wear without a thought.

You got dreams, I got some too.
Goals, in my brownish eyes.
I see you earn them.
Some run while some walk, shoes of all kinds.
"Everyone has their own pace, their own ways." I believe.
But I look up in the sky that looks like love 
The thought slows down on me, I feel it caressing my mind.

We're a tiny speck of dust in this universe,
A universe that has no end.
A universe holding a million secrets,
Unseen wonders, life and knowledge.

What are you and I dreaming for?
I'm hoping to fetch some peace, You're almost there.
I know souls struggling to live another day,
Some praying for forgiveness.
World leaders fighting for truce.
It runs deep, yet it's all empty and broken.
Who can tell?

What is the purpose of you and I?
The purpose of all this life?
The purpose of living these little lives,
Learning to live as we die?
I reap what I sow and so do you.
Where does it all go?
What's next? 
Aren't we more than this?

I wish to discern all I can, as I uncover life.
To see the reason we're alive, the cosmic purpose.
Or we just live like we do, as simple as it sounds.
Who can tell?
"The world's ending anyway"
I think as the sun sets upon me,
The thoughts just run past me.