Electric President

^Bbm Stand and move and walk across the water.
^C# Peel the cover from the city.
^G# Watch its insides twitch and ^F# smoke and rotate endlessly.
^Bbm Sinking. Moving deep beneath the water.
^C# Lots of other worlds exist.
^G# Soon enough we'll tear them open.
^F# Soon enough we'll break them too.
^Bbm Swimming. Watching concrete eat the ocean.
^C# Metal fingers scrape the skies.
^G# The windows look like Christm ^F# as lights from out here.
^Bbm Floating. Counting clouds. They're slowly fading.
^C# Blending in with cardboard skies.
^G# Soon we'll manufacture replicas.
^F# It's all replaceable.
^C# From the sky, the train tracks look like stitches.
^Bbm Like they're holding the world together; like it'll blow any minute.
^G# And I've got another thought I'll keep to myself.
^F# Until the skeletons walk free. Until the make-up all comes off.
^C# There's nothing new to discover, there's nothing new to invent.
^Bbm There's nothing new to think that hasn't been thought of before.
^G# And there's nothing to believe we haven't already forgotten.
^F# There's nothing left, there's nothing new, there's nothing—
N.C.
No, no, no, no.
^C# And I've got another dream I'll keep to myself.
^Bbm Until the tyrants are dead and the patriots are swallowed whole.
^G# And I've got a bottle I can aim at the center,
Full of letters, as a kid, I'd always meant to send.
^F# We'd speak our minds and change the world.
We'd fix the past and pave the way.
^C# But now we're fresh out of heroes; now we've run dry on hope.
^Bbm There are no saviors in technology: just quick fixes.
And holes, wi ^G# thin holes, within holes, within you.
And a place ^F# to hang my head, and convince myself there is no difference.
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