Obsolete Absolute Songtext / Lyric

"It is inevitable, he becomes obsolete because the things that define him become obsolete. These things are part of who he is and now they are irrelevant: typewriters, cursive handwriting, dictionaries, encyclopedias, landlines, operators, payphones, mail, conversation, touch, sympathy, empathy, love, privacy..."



Pleased to meet you in the grey

Swinging slowly in the hang

All together on the beat

New machines are coming primed

Seasons change and combine

Starving bees on dying vines

Revelations in your mind

Dark and then on fire



Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete

I'm hanging by my testimony

I expire

All I've known,

Obsolete, absolute






Run

Running, running far behind

Faster, faster borrowed time

Heretics has lost its mind

We are undefined



Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete

Hanging on, upon nostalgia

Antiquated

All we've known

Obsolete, absolute



Swinging men on a tree

Weighted bags of debris

Their survival contingent on their empathy

They aren't anything but prey



"...tradition, convention, lineage, morality, compassion, eye contact, history, family."



We aren't anything but prey

All the tools taken away

All the words we used to say

Salutations, courtesies

Mama, papa, [?]



Mama, papa, save me



Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete

Hanging on our testimonies

We expire

All we really know,

We're not anything but prey



Obsolete, obsolete, absolute, absolutely, absolute

Obsolete, obsolete, absolute, absolutely