The Others from Existential Dreadlocks by Joe Adhemar

It’s said that some believe
And many of us don’t
That our tiny little footprints
Are really not our own

If you ask me we have failed
To fully understand
That our collective sorrow
Comes from all our hands

And all the crap we chase
And The things we try to hide
It Doesn’t really matter
When we’re eventually found out

So Don’t worry about our future
That You won’t be here to see
You can rest easy my darling citizens
If you think it was not ME

And somewhere west of Oregon
Is the litter of our lives
Swirling as a constant
Beyond our view
And no one ever sees it
And no one makes a change
We’ll keep on keeping on now
It was always about the others

I’m making a confession
I’m as bad as all the rest
This song is my apology
For the shit I passed to you
Let’s admit we are complicit
Let’s admit we fucked things up
Let’s work to make it better It was not about the others
It was really me and you

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