Ghosts of Reason

It's great to be alive

But it's weird to be so self-aware

And worse to be self-conscious

But there are some facts that I can't bare

For the ghosts of reason haunt us

We know that something has to change

That something must be done

When we hear another life's been taken

By an officer with a gun

There's no ethical violence

There's no alternate truth

There is no voice in silence

There's no future for the youth

There's no post-apocalypse

By definition: that's the end

We're going 'round and 'round in circles

But I won't go 'round again