It is inevitable
He becomes obsolete because the things that define him become obsolete
These things are part of who he is
And now they are irrelevant: typewriters
Cursive handwriting, dictionaries, encyclopedias
Landlines, operators, payphones, mail
Conversation, touch, sympathy, empathy, love, privacy
Pleased to meet you in the grey
Swinging slowly in the hang
All together on the beat
New machines are coming primed
Seasons change and combine
Starving bees on dying vines
Revelations in your mind
Dark and then on fire
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete
I'm hanging by my testimony
I expire
All I've known
Obsolete, absolute
Run
Running, running far behind
Faster, faster borrowed time
Heretics has lost its mind
We are undefined
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete
Hanging on, upon nostalgia
Antiquated
All we've known
Obsolete, absolute
Swinging men on a tree
Weighted bags of debris
Their survival contingent on their empathy
They aren't anything but prey
Tradition, convention, lineage, morality
Compassion, eye contact, history, family
We aren't anything but prey
All the tools taken away
All the words we used to say
Salutations, courtesies
Mama, papa, got to see
Mama, papa, save me
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete
Hanging on our testimonies
We expire
All we really know
We're not anything but prey
Obsolete, obsolete, (absolute), absolutely (absolute)
Obsolete (obsolete), absolute, absolutely
