A.N. Trigger Warning: Um this might be offensive to Catholics (im a g̶o̶o̶d̶ Christian child don't attack me)
Ev'ry thing in this world can only be temporary
And although all of us know, well, fucking hell it's scary
To know the cause you fight for will not matter in the end
To know that there's no permanency in the things you defend
To know that all will be gone in the end.
Well expect the broken shell of a planet
That once held our lives
And even then eventually it
Surely has to die.
The theories say eventually
The only source of light
In the entire universe
Will go out. At night
Sometimes I close my eyes, turn off the lights
And rid all kinds of sound.
And I think, "Is this what happens
"When I'm buried in the ground?"
And it's scary 'Cause I'm panicking and wasting precious time
Time that could be used to fight for good causes in life,
Then I remember life might not exist at all.
What's the use of trying to balance
When for all you know, we fall
In the end. Hell we could be falling right now.
This could all be an illusion,
A trick of the mind, a panic induced hallucination.
When your body dies your brain
Is believed to have more time
And entire 7 minutes
In a dream like state of mind.
And in dreams, well time can go on forever
A hundred years can pass by in the snap of a finger;
Our entire existence could be just a dream
No, not a dream 'Cause this world is a nightmare. In dreams
Peace and hope and balance exist.
Someone catches you when you fall
But in this hell of a world
There is nobody at all
Who would come to catch you
We're all on the same page
Trying to balance to
Avoid falling into the abyss.
Balance work and school and financial problems, even more
There's health and loved ones and listening to your core
'Cause you gotta listen to your heart
'To thine own self be true'
How can I listen to my heart
When I'm trying to swim through
This mess of a world
Who said balance is important?
Who said life and death are balanced?
Do they have evidence for it?
'Cause the evidence I'm getting is that balance is a hoax
Amen. By the Father, Son and The Holy Ghost.
Jesus, how do you juggle all the shit in life?
Studies, fam'ly, work and saving the fucking melting ice
I'm not questioning my faith, I'm just questioning why
You gotta sit and watch the parade while the marching band dies
But the show must go on!
So grab your fucking trumpet
Play notes through your tears
And pray your sins are repent
'Cause balance isn't there
Never was, never will be.
All the goddam philosophers out there can sue me
'Cause if good can balance evil
What is the world we live in?
If freedom balances safety
What the fuck do you call slavery?
If success can balance selfishness
How do people choose both?
And how do we feed on these lies
How long until we choke?
And if peace balances war
Where the fuck is the peace?
Balance is a theory that many have disproved
I suppose everyone'll be equal when they're dead
You say, "Well some get remembered and some names are never seen
Again." But that's not what I mean.
I mean the end of our world
When no one's names are seen.
And there's no one alive
To commit anyone to memory.
Is that balance?
Is that what we're fighting for?
Oblivion? We're gonna wash up on that shore
Anyway. And the things that you say
And the campaigns that you run
And the fights that you fight
Will all be for none.
When the lights turn off
For the very last time
When there's no more sound
And no more rhymes
And no more joy or hope
Or love or hate
'Cause we'll all be in the same boat.
Perhaps its fate
That brings us together in the end
When there's finally balance.
A.N. So I'm like 60% sure the theme for da vinci decathlon is balance and im brainstorming but this is too offensive for decathlon.
Also,,,, i watched TGWDLM (the guy who didn't like musicals) by Team StarKid - that's where the photo is from - watch StarKid stuff. Pls. Do it. All their musicals are on YouTube. D O I T. I DouBle DoG dARe YOu