Orwellia

These are just some friends of mine
They would rather pass the time
But If you could have it all today
Would you clean the mess we've made?

Calling out for me
Waiting on the phone to ring
Can't you see the irony?

Enjoy the party
At least until the moment ends
Forget the sorries
For the dimes that were never spent
And now the day becomes the night
Burning bright without the light
And we sit over the sand
With the world between our hands

When innocence and arrogance
Are trampled by the elephants
Social media can be
Orwellian philosophy

Calling out for you
Waiting on the top of the roof
I guess I'll see you soon

Enjoy the party
At least until the moment ends
Forget the sorries
For the dimes that were never spent
And now the day becomes the night
Burning bright without the light
And we sit over the sand
With the world between our hands

The king, the jester, and the fool
Are standing right in front of you
If you could have it all today
Would you leave it all the same?



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