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Obsolete Absolute Lyrics
"It is inevitable, he becomes obsolete because the things that define him become obsolete. These things are part of who he is and now they are irrelevant: typewriters, cursive handwriting, dictionaries, encyclopedias, landlines, operators, payphones, mail, conversation, touch, sympathy, empathy, love, privacy..."
Pleased to meet you in the grey
Swinging slowly in the hang
All together on the beat
New machines are coming primed
Seasons change and combine
Starving bees on dying vines
Revelations in your mind
Document on fire
(Obsolete) Asolutely
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging by my testimony I expire
All I've known,
Obsolete, Absolute
Run..
Running, running, fall behind
Faster, faster borrowed time
Heritage has lost its mind
We are undefined
(Obsolete) Asolutely
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging on, outworm nostalgia antiquated
All we've known
Obsolete, Absolute
Swinging men on a tree
Weighted bags of debris (Echoes of grey)
Their survival contingent on their empathy
They aren't anything but prey
"...tradition, convention, lineage, morality, compassion, eye contact, history, family."
We're not anything but prey
All our tools taken away
All the words we used to say
Salutations, courtesies
Mamma, Poppa, Grazie
Mamma, Poppa save me
(Obsolete) Asolutely
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging on our testimonies we expire
All we really know,
We're not anything but prey
Swinging slowly in the hang
All together on the beat
New machines are coming primed
Seasons change and combine
Starving bees on dying vines
Revelations in your mind
Document on fire
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging by my testimony I expire
All I've known,
Obsolete, Absolute
Running, running, fall behind
Faster, faster borrowed time
Heritage has lost its mind
We are undefined
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging on, outworm nostalgia antiquated
All we've known
Obsolete, Absolute
Weighted bags of debris (Echoes of grey)
Their survival contingent on their empathy
They aren't anything but prey
All the words we used to say
Salutations, courtesies
Mamma, Poppa, Grazie
Mamma, Poppa save me
(Absolute) Obsolete Yeah!
Hanging on our testimonies we expire
All we really know,
We're not anything but prey
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So poignant, an incredibly spot on commentary on the world view of older rockers like myself. It captures the sense of inevitability and overall sadness that many people over a certain age view the changes foisted upon society. Although this point of view may be depressing in its content, i personally take a small amount of comfort in the fact that it is relatable to so many other likeminded folk.