Dystopian Elegy from Irreveries by Sven Curth
Tracklist
| 5. | Dystopian Elegy | 4:37 |
Lyrics
What in the world you think's in store for me?
Why on earth should I even care;
If being alive requires more from me -
than being awake and being aware?
I feel like a spider in a hurricane;
Watching the storm through many eyes;
A few different vantage points to witness the destruction -
of so many places, so many lives.
Does it even matter what I do?
Should I even bother with my pride?
When everything that ever has existed is now dead;
And everything alive will one day die.
I see people sinking in futility;
discarded by the world they've made;
Living in limbo with humility;
Reduced into predator or prey.
There's a wall that we've built around humanity;
it maintains our illusion of control;
With each generation we further disconnect from nature -
but nature may yet exact its toll.
Does it even matter what I do?
Should I even bother with my pride?
When everything that ever has existed is now dead;
And everything alive will one day die.
And I laugh at myself when, in spite of it all,
I can find a good reason to smile.
I can see the sun's light through the cracks in the wall -
it appears to have been there awhile.
And I know that there's hope when I look at the sky
or the bright, lucid, eyes of a child;
and I see there the unbridled courage of life,
and a desperate will to survive.
