Apophenia

I can't bring myself to do much now
Nocturnal alien mode engaged
My hearing range cuts out around voice level
And I need to transubstantiate
The birds are so loud
They keep repeating themselves
A nice tall glass of freshly poured water
Would surely do me well

If I manage to solve one big problem
All the others would remain unsolved
So I need a solution
One big problem

Apophenia
A desire to create meaning out of chaos
The face in the clouds is not there
Unknown forms walk among us
Am I a man, a machine, or a woman
Our roles have not been predetermined but a path is so expected
I don't think about the future I'm just gonna die young and dumb
Ignorance is bliss so I will revel in it
And worry not about what's to come
I can't continue to worry about everybody else
So I'm just gonna be where I am
And exist while I can



Credits
Writer(s): Rob Carden
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