Silicon Brains by Andrew Lipke

When everyone's loving blaming someone
They can't feel their lives slip away
They can't feel the ground beneath them freezing
Demons lead them astray

When everyone's lost in pointing, naming
They can't see their eyes disappear
They can't see the holes in their souls they're burning
Learning a yearning for fear

And they keep running the treadmill
Keep on creeping on the ledge
they waste away till their heads fill
With visions of people to blame
For their lack of fortune and fame
Hollowed out Silicon brains

When everyone joins the rush to the bottom
They all feel like they belong
Scruples go up in smoke (if they got 'em)
Lost in the mosh of the throng

And they keep running the treadmill
Keep on creeping on the ledge
they waste away till their heads fill
With visions of people to blame
For their lack of fortune and fame
Hollowed out Silicon brains

• Alternative
• acoustic
• classical
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• string quartet
• Philadelphia