[Intro]

It is inevitable, he becomes obsolete

Because the things that define him become obsolete

These things are part of who he is and now they are irrelevant

Typewriters, cursive handwriting, dictionaries, encyclopedias

Landlines, operators, payphones, mail, conversation

Touch, sympathy, empathy, love, privacy

[Verse 1]

Pleased to meet you in the grey

Swinging slowly in the hang

All together on the beat

New machines are coming primed

Seasons change and combine

Starving bees on dying vines

Revelations in your mind

Document on fire

[Chorus]

Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete, yeah

Hanging by my testimony, I expire

All I've known, obsolete absolute

[Verse 2]

Run, running, running, fall behind

Faster, faster, borrowed time

Heritage has lost its mind

We are undefined

[Chorus]

Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete, yeah

Hanging by my testimony, I expire

All I've known, obsolete absolute

[Bridge]

Swinging men on the tree

Weighted bags of debris (Echoes of gray)

Their survival contingent on their empathy

They aren't anything but prey

[Interlude]

Tradition, convention, lineage, morality

Compassion, eye contact, history, family

[Verse 3]

We aren't anything but prey

All our tools taken away

All the words we used to say

Salutations, courtesies

"Mamma, Poppa, grazie"

"Mamma, Poppa, save me"

[Chorus]

Obsolete, absolutely

Absolute, obsolete, yeah

Hanging by my testimony, I expire

All I've known, obsolete absolute