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Redshift
by The Orange Slices
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Just a Tuesday afternoon
Thinking about the absurdity
And how for us when the night comes
The day goes away quietly
And all we did for power and mammon
All the time we spent with grifters and conmen
All this time we could've been
Staring at the gray sky
Watching clouds move and trees dance and sway
We could've been listening to ourselves
And not the voices in the Book or on the holy temple mount
Because after all, living for ourselves is what life's all about
Can't buy me time
The existential dread got me fucked up in the head
This whole universe sublime
Probably just some crazy anthropic mess all shifted red
But throughout all the fear, at least I'm here
And all this time we can be
Staring at the gray sky
Watching clouds move and trees dance and sway
We can be listening to ourselves
And not the voices in the Book or on the holy temple mount
Because after all, living for ourselves is what life's all about
Just a Tuesday afternoon
Thinking about the absurdity
And how for us when the night comes
The day goes away quietly
And all we did for power and mammon
All the time we spent with grifters and conmen
All this time we could've been
Staring at the gray sky
Watching clouds move and trees dance and sway
We could've been listening to ourselves
And not the voices in the Book or on the holy temple mount
Because after all, living for ourselves is what life's all about
Can't buy me time
The existential dread got me fucked up in the head
This whole universe sublime
Probably just some crazy anthropic mess all shifted red
But throughout all the fear, at least I'm here
And all this time we can be
Staring at the gray sky
Watching clouds move and trees dance and sway
We can be listening to ourselves
And not the voices in the Book or on the holy temple mount
Because after all, living for ourselves is what life's all about
