This is for all those poor folks for whom mask wearing and social distancing measures have been just SO autocratic and oppressive...
Music and lyrics - Dan Browning
Guitar and vocals - Dan Browning
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The trees and flowers are confused;
They're not sure if they should bloom
They can feel the desolation and the danger and the doom
Why are the trees and flowers more intelligent than you?
I stare at the midnight sky and I know
I see it as it was a long, long time ago
And it makes me wonder, wonder when
I wonder when and how this all will end
While another thousand people die
I sit here in my bubble, breathing my own air
While you stagger all around me like drunkards on a tear
And if you don't pay attention you'll get caught in your own snare
And I stare at the midnight sky and I know
I see it as it was a long, long time ago
And it makes me wonder, wonder when
I wonder when and how this all will end
While another two thousand people die
Well, the seconds and the minutes and the hours and the days
And the weeks and the months are all stretched out of shape
Like a piece of old elastic that's worn out and decayed
And I don't give a damn if you're unconscious
Or your heart is in a noose
Or you've never had a conscience
Or you just think it's no use
If you got eyes and ears and half a brain then you've got no excuse
And I stare at the midnight sky, and I know
I see it as it was a long, long time ago
And it makes me wonder, wonder when
I wonder when and how this all will end,
While another three thousand people die,
While a hundred thousand people die,
While a half a million people die...
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