Song

 

  1. Every second has a price on its head;

every minute an IUD embed.

There’s no walking away from it

and flight is for the birds.

Every window has a stone thrower in sight,

stoked by fear, enlisted by the night,

Your song has to come from somewhere,

Or is it all too much for words.

Refrain:

What’s the matter with right now?

What’s wrong with the present?

While planting your feet in the future,

You’ve replaced the first for the second.

Neck craned to catch the latest text,

thumbs poised, armed and ready;

Overlooking what’s right in front of you,

quick sanded in the petty. or

What’s the matter with right now?

What is wrong with right here?

that we spend all our time fantasizing

about the way (how) thing will be in the future; or

you feel you are missing out somehow

when you victimize your neighbor

2. Got your back bro, throw that iPhone away;

wasting your time listening to that all day;

the monologue demagogues rant on and on,

filling their boughten valises.

Squat down one haunch,

your life flow to stanch,

Look low like a child.

and laughing pick up the pieces.

Refrain:

3.

multi-tasking creates good monkeys and robots,

AI rearranging your can’ts into your oughts.

You blind yourself by mouthing ideals,

speeding along using a borrowed rubber.

There’s no music in the room,

you’re asleep in someone else’s tomb,

Before you ever had a chance to die

or run your first Tough Mudder.

Refrain:

4.You blame everyone for the plight you dealt them

shotgunning pennies out resentfully to help them,

Ever vigilant of any intrusion of your wagon train,

for which you circle the wagons and shoot.

You praise yourself for being in the right place,

at the right time to capture God’s grace,

while no one’s going to pry

yourself and your loot.

Refrain: