John Congleton (of the pAper chAse) - Temporary Custodian | Текст песни

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would protestors still gush to city centers when the universe would honk B flat and halt
would cop cars still be rushing to their crime scenes
if farmers drop their seeds and drop their salts
and then theres me...
the temporary custodian of these particles and free floating radicals that convene for 80 years or so thats if I'm lucky tho....never been very lucky tho'
what an extraordinary thing it is to be an ordinary thing.
a phenomenal nominal nothing.
this is what its like…we will not be saved
we went looking for the sublime we find only the inane
this is what we are…we will not be changed
you can look unseen order your gonna find that chaos reigns.
we will not be saved
so if my carcass finds itself a mishap
but i avoid the room with center drains
the doctors will remove my dressing and casts
to a room that falls dim silent mouths aghast
they've seen nothing
just the product of a billion years of evolutions deliverance… you'd think id act like it.
so may i feed the flora fauna once, when all my feedings done
my zoo of bacterium
what an extraordinary thing it is to be an ordinary thing
just let go
if a tree falls in the woods it doesn't matter
whats the sound of one hand clapping it doesn't matter
is it the chicken or the egg? it doesnt matter
what do you do when you do nothing? it doesn't matter
it doesn't matter
just let go.

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