I'm trying not to listen
To your doomsday pentecostalism
But it's so hard
When the fire's bearing down
And what's the point falling in love
When you don't know how long you've got
And what's the point of making light
When nothing's untouched by the dark
And what's the point of holding hope
If you're down to your last resolve
And what's the point of making art
When your whole world's coming apart
My phone is full smoke and fire
And people pointing blame
I don't care about your political divide
I'm just afraid
And what's the point falling in love
When you don't know how long you've got
And what's the point of making light
When nothing's untouched by the dark
And what's the point of holding hope
If you're down to your last resolve
And what's the point of making art
When your whole world's coming apart
I find no more
Comfort in your
Dystopian
Escapism
I find no more
Comfort in your
Dystopian
Escapism
And what's the point falling in love
When you don't know how long you've got
And what's the point of making light
When nothing's untouched by the dark
And what's the point of holding hope
If you're down to your last resolve
And what's the point of making art
When your whole world's coming apart