Something I Should Do

My headphones are playing duet
 With a fire engine
 I walk through cloud of an ex
 And I feel no tension
 All the buildings are blocking the wind
 Of late October
 Round the corner it shoots out again
 And I'm starting over
 Dance dance
 Dance dance
 Around the door
 Dance dance
 Dance dance
 Around the door
 Hold still
 Limit what you see
 Be free for a while
 Lay in room like you're laying on a hill
 There's a mountain on your window sill
 There is help for raw souls
 A language for the shy
 You don't have to say hello
 But look them in the eye
 Two things, a great fog of stuff
 Engrossing, fleeting, bewildering
 And then a feeling of title
 That we're rushing down a slope
 Do we not see it all the time because we're sliding at the same speed?
 A sense of safety preserved by the static distance between us
 Sometimes I try to imagine a village hundred of years ago
 Where little changes during a lifetime
 Maybe the cobbler tries a new heel on a boot corps are rotated
 But nothing changes how people are
 What they spend their time doing or thinking about
 The world is dying, the world is living
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 There's something that I should do
 But I never know how
 Things I should say to you
 But it's total whiteout
 In the night reading actual air
 Always reforming
 Imagine that I'll be somewhere new
 In the morning
 I was asked to write a song about social media
 And I didn't want to anyway I'm pretty hooked
 So don't feel I'm in much of a position to critique it
 And self-critique is loaded for me
 Anyway because I have plenty of that
 And while I know that people can identify with it and get
 Comfort from hearing someone else address themselves sternly
 I'm also trying to get away from self-regard in
 General even though the unexamined life is not worth living
 More opposing truths, they're everywhere
 Still training to to hold them
 I'm trying to look out
 Leave the mirror out of it
 See the tree and contemplate it
 And not question who or what
 I am in a relation to the tree but I don't know what it means
 Yet that we are partially migrating into a silent conversation
 It seems to be increasing unity and tripalism at once
 And maybe the two are racing now without a finish line
 I was going to say that likely few got goid thinking
 Done during the seventeenth century
 Dutch tulip craze and this is not so different
 But I've recently been heartened and disappointed to learn
 That story was greatly exaggerated
 Anyway we're crazy but also we're not crazy
 But we're complicated
 And we want things to be simple
 And we polarize into camps and we harden and entrench
 And distort and amplify and shut down and entrech some more
 Now you don't have to joine a drum circle
 And get all peace and love and haight ashbury
 And anyway that took
 Only a few months to turn into a bad
 Scene hard drug where some people will rob you
 And you can't be too open but the
 Hippies sure had a point empathy is good
 Lack or empathy is bad
 And now the lines or non facts waiting to
 Get in the conversation are longer and longer
 And some people can't be beat in an argument
 We have to hold to that hippie point harder
 Empathy is good lack of empathy is bad
 Holy math says we are never not together