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Before the dawn, you scramble out the door and go to church
Remembering one small but vital thing
You take your seat, the grinning skulls all turn to you
Saying, “This is not your time, but it might be soon”
So you bolt up and say sorry for your intrusion
You run and run and run back to your nice, warm bed

You hold your breath and hide inside the railway cut
While they wander past in a wheezing bleating mass
You hunker down against the reeds and keep your peace
They rant about their choices and their gods
Eventually, they pass you and forget your name
But you’ll always keep their hatred in your mind

All I see is skeletons without a mask
Walking blindly through the smoke, their lungs a rotten afterthought
All I see is corpses before the burial
Smiling, laughing, falling all to ashes one by one
All I see is echoes sounding to a stop
Reverberant and loud before the silence

Are they conscious of their fate?
Do they believe they will be spared?
Are they ignorant or special, cursed or blessed or damned?
All I see is skeletons without a mask
All I see is ghosts waiting to fade, waiting to fade, waiting to fade away

You wander through the store with dark glasses on
Breathing like you’re on the surface of the moon
You spot the pauses, stares, and glares
Take mental notes, perceive politics, mark lines in the sand
Ironically, the difference between you and them
Is the masked ones are the thinking humans

All I see is skeletons without a mask
Walking blindly through the smoke, their lungs a rotten afterthought
All I see is corpses before the burial
Smiling, laughing, falling all to ashes one by one
All I see is echoes sounding to a stop
Reverberant and loud before the silence

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from Our Lives in Starlight, released May 1, 2022

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John Dingo is the musical alter-ego of S.P. Burnham.

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