Science Fiction by Native Wildlife Lyrics
Every arrogant man claims an answer to happiness, to sort through them all would take a lifetime. After all has been said, I'm still scared to be content. To be happy where I am feels like a passive death. I know nothing of what happens, and I've refused to accept that I will never figure it out
I am pathetic. I am a fallible vessel. I will become dust long before the answer is known
We are stuck inside of the waste left behind by our fathers
Don't listen too closely—this pain stabs infrequently. I go through most days with fragile optimism, trying to stitch together the scraps of my perception. I only hope we might one day cast away our tiny origins and seek out the truth
An idea that will heal the pain, words too beautiful to hold. My greatest sadness is I will never see it through. I must confront that we are alone, and that the lies forced upon our youth will never come
I am pathetic. I am a fallible vessel. I will become dust long before the answer is known
We are stuck inside of the waste left behind by our fathers
Don't listen too closely—this pain stabs infrequently. I go through most days with fragile optimism, trying to stitch together the scraps of my perception. I only hope we might one day cast away our tiny origins and seek out the truth
An idea that will heal the pain, words too beautiful to hold. My greatest sadness is I will never see it through. I must confront that we are alone, and that the lies forced upon our youth will never come