Week 365 // Countdown (09)
by Mount Everest
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about
A couple of months ago, I wrote a song about the end of the world for (approximately) the 5,000th time, and came to the decision that any future songs running with that theme would be part of a series called "Countdown", starting with 10, andending with zero. I wrote, "let’s find out if I can squeeze in the entire count before our intrepid regime picks a fight with the wrong hombres, and wipes the whole map clean. Only time will tell".
Here's the next one. This song is describing a world of disillusioned zealots and resigned rationalists, and the tangible comfort we can give to each other as we (like people alive in every previous era of history) become increasingly convinced that the sky is falling, and that we'll all dead pretty soon. It is a song of paranoia and love. As a citizen of Late America, those are among my most dominant emotions.
Here's the next one. This song is describing a world of disillusioned zealots and resigned rationalists, and the tangible comfort we can give to each other as we (like people alive in every previous era of history) become increasingly convinced that the sky is falling, and that we'll all dead pretty soon. It is a song of paranoia and love. As a citizen of Late America, those are among my most dominant emotions.
lyrics
Something overhead
What am I to do?
Feet on the sidewalk
Next to you
Out for the evening
Wise men gather
Making choices
Noise on the radio
Sounds like voices
Sounds like voices
Sounds like voices
So disregard my words
If ever I quote the Bible
'Cause heaven knows I just
Pretend to have read that book
I never cast my stones
While worshiping my idols
But stones fly everywhere I look
God in the Garden
Answered on cue
God up in a tower
What have we done to you?
You're out for the weekend
So bury any questions
Of fallout over Christmas
The bombs were built to fall
That's probably what they'll do
And if we've cast our lots
With bullies and deceivers
At least I'll greet the end with you
Any day
Any day now
So blast the naked trees
And spin the empty chamber
The birds have fled the land
The beasts will follow suit
And if we've cast our lots
With bullies and deceivers
At least I'll greet the end with you
What am I to do?
Feet on the sidewalk
Next to you
Out for the evening
Wise men gather
Making choices
Noise on the radio
Sounds like voices
Sounds like voices
Sounds like voices
So disregard my words
If ever I quote the Bible
'Cause heaven knows I just
Pretend to have read that book
I never cast my stones
While worshiping my idols
But stones fly everywhere I look
God in the Garden
Answered on cue
God up in a tower
What have we done to you?
You're out for the weekend
So bury any questions
Of fallout over Christmas
The bombs were built to fall
That's probably what they'll do
And if we've cast our lots
With bullies and deceivers
At least I'll greet the end with you
Any day
Any day now
So blast the naked trees
And spin the empty chamber
The birds have fled the land
The beasts will follow suit
And if we've cast our lots
With bullies and deceivers
At least I'll greet the end with you
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released November 13, 2017
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Mount Everest Maine
I’ve been making up a new song every week since 2010.
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