Global Concepts (DeLong Robert)

I think it burns my sense of truth To hear me shouting at my youth I need a way to sort it out After I die, I’ll re-awake Redefine what was at stake From the hindsight of a god I’ll see the people that I used See the substance I abused The ugly places that I lived Did I make money, was I proud? Did I play my songs too loud? Did I leave my life to chance Or did I make you fucking dance? Symmetry exists only in our mind Our brain is seeing squares So I woke up with entropy defined But the forms still lingered there, in my head I’ll see the people that I used See the substance I abused The ugly places that I lived Did I make money, was I proud? Did I play my songs too loud? Did I leave my life to chance Or did I make you fucking dance? Global concepts aren't common the world round But we share a mortal frame That if you can’t hear reacts to every sound But no two people move the same I think it burns my sense of truth To hear me shouting at my youth I need a way to sort it out After I die, I’ll re-awake Redefine what was at stake From the hindsight of a god I’ll see the people that I used See the substance I abused The ugly places that I lived Did I make money, was I proud? Did I play my songs too loud? Did I leave my life to chance Or did I make you fucking dance?