White Coats
Unveiling Life's Mysteries: White Coats' Philosophical Melody
Lyrics
Well we know what makes the flowers grow but we don't know why
Recognition of what promotes growth in nature without understanding the underlying reasons.
And we all have the knowledge of DNA but we still die
Despite knowledge of DNA, human mortality remains.
We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land
Humans exist delicately on the Earth's surface.
And the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understand
The mysterious movements of the Earth beneath are beyond comprehension.
So we rush towards the Judgment Day, when She reclaims
Anticipation of a judgment day when the Earth will reclaim.
A toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Recognition and respect for Luddite martyrs who opposed technological advances.
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
Scientific work continues at the lab.
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Questioning how to convey to scientists (white coats) that their pursuits should cease.
Enough is enough?
Expressing a need for a limit to scientific endeavors.
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Observing prayers for help, possibly futile.
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
An ominous image of a dance on graves after death.
You and I we made no suicide pact - we didn't want to die
Clarifying a lack of intention for suicide but a grim observation of chemical exposure.
But we watch the wall, little darling, while the chemical trucks go by
Watching the impact of chemicals while maintaining innocence.
This desperate imitation, now, of innocence
A desperate attempt to imitate innocence.
Those last few days at Jonestown ain't got nothing on this
Comparing desperate actions to the tragic events at Jonestown.
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Reiteration of prayer in hope of help.
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Reiteration of the ominous dance on graves after death.
Now beneath the fitted carpets, beyond the padded cells
Hidden truths lie beneath everyday life.
Within these crimes of passion, the naked truth She dwells
Crimes of passion reveal harsh realities.
And this fury's just a part and this thunder's just a part
Fury, thunder, and desire are acknowledged as elements of life.
Desire is just a part - the cracking ice, the splitting rock
Recognizing elemental forces and their impact.
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Repetition of prayers for help.
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Repetition of the ominous dance on graves after death.
Hey, hey to the suicide day, the blind man blunders on
Referring to a day of reckoning, possibly a metaphorical suicide day.
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Reiteration of the ominous dance on graves after death.
As children learn about the world, we built that wall of sand
Metaphor of building a wall of understanding as children.
Along the beach we labored hard with our bare hands
Laboring hard to construct a metaphorical wall along the beach.
We worked until the sun went down beneath the waves
Working until sunset, signifying dedication.
And the tide came rolling splashing in, washed the wall away
The futility of human efforts, as the tide washes away the constructed wall.
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Reiteration of the question on how to communicate limits to scientists.
Enough is enough?
Reiteration of the need to convey that enough is enough in scientific pursuits.
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