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skonen_bladesThere are two ways to get money;
One takes half of your soul and one takes all of it
Greed rewarded is greed encouraged
The meek will inherit the earth
Because all the alphas will have lived by the sword
And died by the billions
Too many people see the world in black and white
Outside of computers,
there has never been a binary anywhere
There have only ever been spectrums
Rainbows from extreme to extreme
Watercolors that blend
And nothing’s pure when you look deep enough
It makes any ‘us vs them’ rhetoric corrode immediately
And drives dictionaries and lawbooks mad
Every classification has an asterisk
Leading to a footnote the length of a human life
As specific and unique as a fingerprint
So many exceptions to the rules
That the rules evaporate
The opposite of order isn’t chaos
It’s freedom
But here we are
Cosplaying as adults
We all know that it was actually Cameron Frye’s Day Off
We’ve joined what we can’t beat
Mouths sour with the ghost of leftover lemons
Waiting for angels to declare war on factory farming
Getting the sinking feeling that
Heroes are just a temporary bridge between swords and dragons
We’ve sparked enough joy to start a forest fire
Sometimes we can’t resist
Putting the peddle to the meddle
Having a hair of the dog
From the world’s hairiest dog
And listening to the accelerator
While our eyes reflect the bonfire
But it’s hard for us to turn the page
Trying too hard to be what we used to be
And something’s got to give
We’re a rising sea of half-realized realizations
Every promise of security sounds like bad advice from a cowboy
The meantime continues to be mean
The sound of extinction is the best alarm clock
And our dreams too temporarily rescue us
We think we’re coins and light switches
Imprisoned by money and electricity
But we’re actually rainbows
And we always were
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One takes half of your soul and one takes all of it
Greed rewarded is greed encouraged
The meek will inherit the earth
Because all the alphas will have lived by the sword
And died by the billions
Too many people see the world in black and white
Outside of computers,
there has never been a binary anywhere
There have only ever been spectrums
Rainbows from extreme to extreme
Watercolors that blend
And nothing’s pure when you look deep enough
It makes any ‘us vs them’ rhetoric corrode immediately
And drives dictionaries and lawbooks mad
Every classification has an asterisk
Leading to a footnote the length of a human life
As specific and unique as a fingerprint
So many exceptions to the rules
That the rules evaporate
The opposite of order isn’t chaos
It’s freedom
But here we are
Cosplaying as adults
We all know that it was actually Cameron Frye’s Day Off
We’ve joined what we can’t beat
Mouths sour with the ghost of leftover lemons
Waiting for angels to declare war on factory farming
Getting the sinking feeling that
Heroes are just a temporary bridge between swords and dragons
We’ve sparked enough joy to start a forest fire
Sometimes we can’t resist
Putting the peddle to the meddle
Having a hair of the dog
From the world’s hairiest dog
And listening to the accelerator
While our eyes reflect the bonfire
But it’s hard for us to turn the page
Trying too hard to be what we used to be
And something’s got to give
We’re a rising sea of half-realized realizations
Every promise of security sounds like bad advice from a cowboy
The meantime continues to be mean
The sound of extinction is the best alarm clock
And our dreams too temporarily rescue us
We think we’re coins and light switches
Imprisoned by money and electricity
But we’re actually rainbows
And we always were
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