Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anthropocene, artist - Samsa.
Date of issue: 10.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Anthropocene |
I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever |
Now our time has come, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |
Yeah, our climate’s fucked, we might as well enjoy the weather |
Our time is up, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |
Look, all this talk of greenhouse gases got me taciturn |
Let’s just stick our tongues out in the poisoned rain and let the acid burn |
And when the Earth swings out of orbit, we can spin in circles on the grassy |
ferns |
And just pretend to watch its axis turn |
And on the bright side, if the sun explodes before our April break |
Then we won’t have to do our tax returns |
Here’s the way I see it: if we’re gonna die, let’s do it on romantic terms |
Like, we could linger on the boardwalk, watch tsunamis from the turf shore |
I’ll go get my board shorts, and you could bring your surfboard |
Maybe we’ll hold hands as we get swallowed into Earth’s core |
Or we could sing a Christmas carol, like a little chorus choir |
By a thousand Christmas trees lit up from a forest fire |
And watch the prancing, dashing comets blitz into the forest pyre |
Not the reindeer, but the kind that killed the brontosaurus prior |
And all its dino peers |
And if the Ice Age hits, then we could be rancheros on the high frontier, |
Anthropocene pioneers |
And melt each other’s hearts on thawing glaciers in the cryosphere |
The worst part is, this wasn’t always something that we couldn’t stop |
Like, we lived through every benchmark |
I remember- me and you read every update 'bout sea levels on our desktop |
So, if we can’t save us, maybe we could save the future from environmental |
deadlock |
Maybe in an era when we’re settled into bedrock |
A later civ would dig us out, we’d make headlines |
Heck, we might even make a TED talk |
And we could write a note, like, «Don't fuck up your planet, please |
Look at how things turned out for humanity» |
And maybe they would read it, or maybe they would use our carbon molecules |
And particles from follicles as fossil fuel |
Maybe it’s impossible to change things, but we can try them anyway |
Be carbon-complex renegades and then decay |
And I would hold you near as we’re infected by the Zika or Ebola scares |
Get smoldered by a solar flare or iced out with the polar bears |
I promise |
I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever |
Now our time has come, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |
Yeah, our climate’s fucked, we might as well enjoy the weather |
Our time is up, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |
You and I could be capsulated inside a space |
The size of a minute raisin in quiet and icy stasis |
And when the fires slay our cryogenic hideaway |
We could try to lie awake and dream about the finer days |
Before the roads and paths were frozen, ashen plains |
And the cities turned to itty bitty rows of crashin' planes |
Crackin' pavement through the sad arrangement’s broken after stains |
Of blood and decimation, separatin' bones and mass from brains |
When the days of olden past decay and exit through the years |
We can lay in fields of shattered glass and question why we’re here |
If so many left this planet without any second chances |
Why did we awake one morning to a separate time of cheer? |
But the queries tend to drift and fade as eeriness can slip away |
And hearing me, the loneliness demotes itself to in-your-face |
Awareness of surroundings like photographs in picture frames |
I’m glad to know it’s only you and I among the flicking flames |
Maybe even time can take a couple minutes off |
And we can live forever while the planet is eclipsed in fog |
It might boast disaster, dear, but we can sing a different song |
And use the White House pillars as a mighty builder’s Lincoln Logs |
Make games of Chutes and Ladders out of real chutes and ladders |
In an old apartment complex, like we even knew it mattered |
Through the battered, beaten, broken bones, and factories and open homes |
I’m sure we’d survive enough to see the moons of Saturn |
Solvin' puzzles of the universe from Jupiter to Mars |
Playin' scientists to try and say we flew there in our cars |
Like, «Maybe it’s not all bad, this scenic view’s bizarre» |
Watching hydrocarbon Neptune snow dissolvin' from the stars |
And I never thought I’d say this, but frankly, it’s been peaceful |
To escape from that distasteful state of hate, deceit, and evil |
Sure, a planet to ourselves is quite a journey for two people |
But the only time I’m happy for is the time I get to see you |
I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever |
Now our time has come, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |
Yeah, our climate’s fucked, we might as well enjoy the weather |
Our time is up, and I’d be satisfied if we died together |