From the Wilderness
There is no end game, so whisper the truth and pass on the blame
Just put us out of our misery
This defeat is a victory
We're burning out, we're fading away
A failed evolution
Is the problem the solution that they've been searching for?
We're waiting for the world to save itself
Cause nothing is built to last
We're writing our epitaph
So reset and start again
Cause we all know how this ends
Before long we'll be dead and gone
A thorn in the side of the earth
Where do you draw the line?
A flaw in the design
The rest is history
This defeat is a victory
We're burning out, we're fading away
We live in an infinite growth paradigm
Nothing grows forever, it's not possible
As a great, uh psychologist James Hillman wrote
"The only thing that grows in the human body after a certain age is Cancer" and I think that that's clearly what we're seeing at the end of human industrial civilization with the population approaching seven billion
We're all guilty as sin
I feel it, I feel it under my skin
Always up in arms, without lifting a finger
Lifting a finger
We may be infinite, but this world is not
Something that we once knew, that we long forgot
That we long forgot
We're waiting for the world to save itself
Cause nothing is built to last
We're writing our epitaph
So reset and start again
Cause we all know how this ends
Before long we'll be dead and gone
We're all guilty as sin
I feel it, I feel it under my skin
Always up in arms, without lifting a finger
Lifting a finger
We may be infinite, but this world is not
Something that we once knew, that we long forgot
Just put us out of our misery
This defeat is a victory
We're burning out, we're fading away
A failed evolution
Is the problem the solution that they've been searching for?
We're waiting for the world to save itself
Cause nothing is built to last
We're writing our epitaph
So reset and start again
Cause we all know how this ends
Before long we'll be dead and gone
A thorn in the side of the earth
Where do you draw the line?
A flaw in the design
The rest is history
This defeat is a victory
We're burning out, we're fading away
We live in an infinite growth paradigm
Nothing grows forever, it's not possible
As a great, uh psychologist James Hillman wrote
"The only thing that grows in the human body after a certain age is Cancer" and I think that that's clearly what we're seeing at the end of human industrial civilization with the population approaching seven billion
We're all guilty as sin
I feel it, I feel it under my skin
Always up in arms, without lifting a finger
Lifting a finger
We may be infinite, but this world is not
Something that we once knew, that we long forgot
That we long forgot
We're waiting for the world to save itself
Cause nothing is built to last
We're writing our epitaph
So reset and start again
Cause we all know how this ends
Before long we'll be dead and gone
We're all guilty as sin
I feel it, I feel it under my skin
Always up in arms, without lifting a finger
Lifting a finger
We may be infinite, but this world is not
Something that we once knew, that we long forgot
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Joseph Searle, Alex Anthony Dean, Thomas Duncan Searle, Samuel David Carter
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