In the evening

Kettering - The Antlers

I wish I had known

That first minute we met

The unpayable debt

That I owed you

Daedalus - Thrice

Son, please keep a steady wing

And know you're the only one who means anything to me

Steer clear of the sun, or you'll find yourself in the sea

Oh gods, why is this happening to me?!

All I wanted was a new life for my son to grow up free

Now you've taken the only thing that meant anything to me

I will never fly again, I will hang up my wings

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Black Sandy Beaches - The Dear Hunter

Oh how she cries from vicarious pain

From the one he writes about

She must have been so sad

For him to throw her out

Let's just say she has never been happier than she is now

Let's just say she has never been better off than she is now

Degausser - Brand New

You're brought back but you're running

I'll find sleep in the end tonight

I can't shake this little feeling

I'll never get anything right

Blindsided - Bon Iver

I cup the window

I'm crippled and slow

For the agony

I'd rather know

'Cause blinded, I am blindsided

Would you really rush out for me now?

Don't Miss You At All - Norah Jones

So if you never come to me
You'll stay a distant memory
Out my window I see lights going dark
Your dark eyes don't haunt me

And then I wonder who I am
Without the warm touch of your hand

True Colors - Boris Smile

And if my friends really knew the darkness of my heart,

I probably wouldn't have a friend at all

Home (Sing Along) - Boris Smile

Up on the mountains,

Down by the ocean sea

I find the peace of mind that makes me free

When we were driving

Watching the sun come up

They way I feel, it can't be real

I'm laughing inside

I, I, I, I, I, I'm home

There's value to be found in a mind of passion

And one of intellect

But where does the mind lie that lives off of neither of these?

The mind of passion is easily swayed

And the mind of logic loses life

How can a person think?

Regularly I find myself looking at humanity

Completely helplessly

None of these problems are solved easily

It sickens me to stare at everything

And it is hopeless to try and grasp

The big pictures

In fact, it's been haunting me the past few years

The idea that there is no love, joy, hope, or kindness

Outside of the immediate around you.

Take for example, the internet

It's hardly probably that everyone on there

Is a racist, evil, hate filled pedophile

But when in grouped together

In an atmosphere of desperate inconsequence

The sick humanity accumulates and overwhelms

If I look at the world when someone asks

"Socialized health care! Yay or nay?!"

I just don't know

How can I have hope for a world

That as long as it has existed

Been laced with laced with wickedness?

How can I reconcile global wickedness

With the kindness found

Between two people daily?

Thrice says, "I love this City

Enough that I'll set it ablaze"

And they yearn for righteousness

Blake said, "Prisons are build with stones of Law,

Brothels with bricks of Religion"

And he diagnoses honestly

But a city was once a town

A town was once a village

And a village was once a family

And Religion was once a compromise

Between understanding why things are

And loving your neighbor

Why is Big so hopelessly broken?

And Small so unfairly hopeful?

Aren't these the same people?

It's not so much of a stretch though

To say that every city in the world

Needs to burn to the ground

Or to say that every Brothel

Partially owes it's existence to the Church

Isn't that sick?

These are the same people

These are the same ideas

Just in larger groups

Why would The Arsonist burn the city?

Why would the Reformationist nail his Theses?

Maybe to kill the beast of church and industry

These are the same faces

But there's so many, it's blurry

And I don't know you (pl.) anymore

The individual will commit

The most heinous of acts

In the name of the group

And eventually, collective humanity

Loses everything that makes it

Human.

So don't ask me to answer these questions

I am overwhelmed by collective inhumanity

And overwhelmed by individual humanity