Universals, Specifics, Alienation, And the active nihilism of facing an ecological catastrophe

Is there anyway?
Toss a coin and see
Put your faith in the air
Put it in gravity

Fortune favors the bold
Death favors them just the same
If I could bet it all
I would leave this game

And all your wealth
Will turn back to dust
The universe doesn't care
The only truth you can trust

Is there any way out?
Of the muck and the myre
Are too all alone
Lost in the fear and desire

You don't see all chains
A caged bird still sings
Story of what came before
Teaches us where to begin

And all your wealth
Will turn back to dust
The universe doesn't care
The only truth you can trust



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Colburn
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