Who's Counting
Echoes of Existence: Charlie Foxtrot's Who's Counting Unveiled
Lyrics
When my time is up
Reflecting on the limited time in life.
There'll be just enough
Anticipating a minimalistic legacy or impact.
Packaged plastic in my throat to start another one
Imagery of a preserved body, ready for a new beginning.
Cue the organist
Setting the stage for a significant event.
And fundamentalists
Reference to religious and rigid beliefs.
Who leave their bones in bags untampered by the evidence
Describing those who cling to their convictions despite evidence.
Who's counting
Pondering the significance of counting or keeping track.
Who got time-stamped in the trough
Questioning the value of a life recorded in a trough.
Wouldn't we be better off
Raising the idea of improvement in the absence of time constraints.
Who's loudest
Exploring the concept of vocal dominance.
Who said age would make you soft
Challenging the stereotype that age makes one less resilient.
Just enough lost
Acknowledging a threshold of loss.
I wanna make my stand
Expressing a desire to take a stand for personal beliefs.
On this stolen land
Claiming a connection to a contested or stolen piece of land.
Wanna grind my borrowed body to some stranger's sand
Wishing to wear down the borrowed body's essence elsewhere.
Put a fence around
Symbolizing a desire for protection and boundaries.
My abandoned town
Preserving the memory of an abandoned place with a warning.
But leave a light on hot to keep the monsters underground
Keeping a light on to repel inner demons.
Who's counting
Revisiting the theme of counting and measuring life.
Who got time-stamped in the trough
Reiterating the recording of time in a trough.
Wouldn't we be better off
Questioning the potential benefits of time awareness.
Who's loudest
Exploring the idea of vocal dominance once again.
Who said age would make you soft
Challenging stereotypes about softening with age.
Just enough lost
Acknowledging a threshold of acceptable loss.
(To buy it)
Suggesting a transactional aspect, possibly of life.
Feels like a minister died in here
Describing a heavy atmosphere, possibly mourning.
And kept the company card
Hinting at unexpected challenges or losses.
Who knew luck could be this hard
Realization that luck can be elusive and difficult.
Keep your trust to yourself, you don't know
Advising caution in sharing trust due to uncertainty.
How much sway you can stand
Reflecting on the endurance of influence and power.
And get as old as you can
Encouraging longevity and accumulating experiences.
Who's counting
Returning to the theme of counting and measuring life.
Who got time-stamped in the trough
Reiterating the recording of time in a trough.
Wouldn't we be better off
Questioning the potential benefits of time awareness.
Who's loudest
Exploring the idea of vocal dominance once again.
Who said age would make you soft
Challenging stereotypes about softening with age.
Just enough lost to buy it
Acknowledging a threshold of acceptable loss.
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