The bane of our existence
The world exists in only white and black
When we don't know that we know nothing
We see the other color and attack,
Cause we all know they're backwards and disgusting
But when they look at us, well then
What do you think they're gonna see?
Poverty is rampant, as is war
But even so we'll easily forget it
We all should give a portion to the poor,
But instead I sit and play a thousand dollar trumpet
But if we work together,
With the only life we have to live,
Life might not be so bad,
And if we help each other
We can make that great cliche
To find considerance was all we had to have
Hey there Mr. Sun up in the sky,
Don't you know your days are numbered?
And everything beneath you's gonna die
Whether or not they know your atomic structure?
But when we look at you,
All we think is whether we can get a tan.
Every king and every clown
And everyone you'll ever love or meet
Every long-sought mission,
Every smile and every frown,
And everywhere you'll ever rest your feet
And every proud religion, every dirty college dorm
And every child's hopes, every calm before the storm
And every human folly, if you like it or if not,
Still floats in endless time and space
On a tiny pale blue dot.
from What We've Noticed
released January 2, 2016
Lyrics: Christian Pickwell
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