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Look for yourself
Looking in your blood
It’s nothing else
Whoever said it was?
And history’s
Been barking at your door
Just that you seem
Disenchanted nothing more
The way you see the world
Like it’s alive
When you’re a kid
And in the time
It takes you to live
You recognize
Just what it is
And you ain’t yourself
There’s cynics all around
They’ll take what’s yours
And they’ll try to push it down
It’s in your blood
To hope for something else
Like you knew it was
You’ve seen it for yourself
The way you see the world
Like it’s alive
When you’re a kid
And in the time
It takes you to live
You recognize
Just what it is
Fledgeling human race
It crawled out from the ocean
Resolved it could survive
And bested competition
And suddenly aware
Gave names to love and longing
An abstract sense of right
And the notion of belonging
Notes
This week’s song is about losing a childlike sense of wonder, and then finding it again. The world is a mystical, inexplicable place when you are young, and then you catalogue it, and piece it together, and learn what makes things work. After that, the world is ordinary and you are in danger of becoming a cynic. The way around that is to fathom that your answers and understanding of the systems at work in the world are woefully inadequate, and that one can find wonder in our very existence if one chooses to. You can reclaim that feeling if you step down from the pedestal of importance that your perceived understanding of things has put you up on. Being cynical is merely a brand of arrogance. You think you know, but you don’t. So you have to come down, and then you can understand that you belong to something bigger than yourself.
~M.E.
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This was really really good. The intro was sweet and i totally agree with you on cynicism. Hope your monday was better than mine. Either way this made it suck incrementally less. Keep on keeping on