Now I'm Learning to Love the War

Try not to think so much about
The truly staggering amount
Of oil that it takes to make a record
All the shipping, the vinyl,
The cellophane lining
The high gloss
The tape and the gear

Try not to become too consumed
With what’s a criminal volume
Of oil that it takes to paint a portrait
The acrylic, the varnish
Aluminum tubes filled with latex
The solvents and dye

Let's just call this what it is
The jealous side of mankind’s death wish
When it’s my time to go
Gonna leave behind things that
Won’t decompose

Try not to dwell so much upon
How it won’t be so very long from
From now that they laugh at us for selling
A bunch of 15 year olds made from
Dinosaur bones singing “oh yeah”
Again and again
Right up to the end
Let‘s just call this what it is
The jealous side of mankind’s death wish
When it’s my time to go
Gonna leave behind things that
Won’t decompose

I’ll just call this what it is
My vanity gone wild with my crisis
One day this all will
Now sure hope they make something
Useful out of me.