Dear Resonance - Even In Blackouts

When I thought of these incidences then

When I thought of all these happenings then

I was thinking of them now

(Of them now)

It gives resonance

Those hours I spend

Contemplating the affects of resonance

(Of resonance)

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

There’s guilt of the past that’s so past that it’s still present

In its horridnss, in the humor applied to ridicule

To keep what’s dradful in the distance

Histories of figurines so fresh in the minds of babes

Who were never witnesses, but must relive the consequences

In the fiber of their day to day

When I thought of these incidences then

When I thought of all these happenings then

I was thinking of them now

(Of them now)

It gives resonance

Those hours I spend

Contemplating the affects of resonance

(Of resonance)

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Talk of war and actions that resemble such

And I dance in my club with the guilt of my apathy

Shaking this indifference

And then I hear Lennon’s «Imagine»

And the generations 'round me waltz in mockery and irony

I want some distance

It hurts to know history’s closeness

Can blow a hole right through your bile

Without showing its face

The times may be constantly changing, Bob

But what does that mean to resonance?

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Dear resonance, is the distance real?

Dear resonance

But what does it all mean

When everything, everything

Everything and all the particles in between

Become a long time ago?