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The New Era
Welcome, This is the new era. Ships stay docked, And nothing ever changes. Everyone who passes you on the street, Doesn't even look you in the face... Afraid to break away, But more afraid to stay right here, As they slowly fade. Faces have become one, Because this beauty that we valued so much, Was unified and all the same, So when you fall in love with one of us, You fall in love with all of us. The buildings speak in whispers, But the ground screams, "What have you done?" Everyone here is now deaf. Everyone here robotic, if that's what that means. See, things are not the way they were, When you were growing up... Names are not names, But numbers... Configure and disfigure. A slow erosion in the sky, Domestic disturbance, Streetlights ablaze, Radio skyline... It's just another night. We do not die... But we do not live. We are constant and hollow, Weak and dismal, Shallow, Just where can you hang your head among the dead? Modern medicine, We need you so, But when therapy doesn't come easy, It does not matter, When we are only echoes of the past. Welcome, This is the new era. Ships stay docked, And nothing ever changes.
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