Death in Anger
This is a song about a universe who was a parent
It worked all day and night for its children
It only got what it paid for
It was the kind of universe
That never asked for anything
It was the kind of universe who had no time alone
It said its time was up
“All of me is spreading out and wasting here”
It told us everything
It told us too much
We turned it into a mechanism
We forgot it is an organism
It gave its life to a life of crime
It will die in anger
We will say it was a leader
It was the kind of universe
You’d never wanna be without
It will die in cold, slow anger
Only a few of us ever saw it with its hair down