the sounds fade into the distance
and become so familiar
that absolute silence seems abnormal
and we're told that we don't even see
all the stars at night
because of the persistent light from the city
and i wonder where we went wrong
somewhere under this moon
a child will die
and a girl will lose her virginity
and a boy will try lsd for the first time
and we'll never know
what our actions mean
on a larger scale
but keep going
because you're good for something
eventually
you'll be the one dead
and she'll be the one getting fucked
and i'll be the one doing drugs
and no one will know
the difference between us
and them
but keep going
because you're good for something