What’s Left Behind
Words and Music by Brian Berlin
Copyright © 2021 Brian Berlin. All rights reserved.
Human sitting in a car waiting for a turn
Green light road rage, to whom it may concern
Channel surf, Astroturf planted on the lawn
Circling the drain, psycho left the shower on
Boy’s paranoid, ‘vironmentally aware
Recycled foil hat and synthetic underwear
Girl beyond the third door can’t get no reception
Let her eat cake, not invited to the wedding
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
Check it out, twist shout, everyone can see ya
Dancing in the wind, don’t need no modesty
Blind sidewinder and the garter snake pray
Hole in the sock, had to wear it anyway
Evil is, evil does, know your enemy
Lost time mirror smells like childhood memories
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
People come to terms with their dragons–sometimes by fighting them and defeating them, sometimes by embracing them. Sometimes, they are consumed.
Little pill, divine will, local politician
Power ball bearing down, judge has gone fishing
Wall of solidar’y, armed black lives matter
Pistol bought, pan-shot, everybody scatter
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
Self-driving taxi, autonomous drone
Human-tech symbiosis, new cell phone
Share your answer, the social game
Identity hacked, keep playing, all the same
Gap-toothed bookshelf, money after bad
Power strip, lost charger to the pad
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
Disposable culture and despicable me
River take the trash out to the sea
Can’t afford to breath, air cost a dollar
Trading inside ‘cause outside’s hotter
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
Their dragons… Sometimes fighting. Sometimes defeating. Sometimes embracing. Sometimes, they are consumed.
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able
Crowd push forward, see what’s left behind
Disbelief will seldom change a mind
Mine sweep, find me scattered on the table
Reassemble best that you are able