The Library 歌詞

a sign outside the baptist church reads: mass at 10 a.m. &apathy's a glove in which evil will slip a hand. no, i don't know if i would go that far, the sentiment seems unforgiving. although, i do agree, the unexamined life is not worth living. we fill our days like books of stamps decorated like christmas trees. collecting years like hockey cards there is boredom &there is victory but those afternoons, when you stumble on even the tiniest epiphany well, you feel so in focus &it's, it's amazing. so i walk &try to look about as if for the first time. the poetry of imperfect pavement or a turned off arbee's sign. this exercise in forced perspective, the tiring push &pull. as we strive for freedom &presence through clinging &letting go. yes, we strive for freedom &presence though empty, &hollow.