Riverbed (REMIX)

It’s hard to be the cool kid at a funeral
Skinny black tie black shoes it’s a beautiful October afternoon
I watch a plane overhead
Full of human beings who have no idea that you’re...
I guess life goes on, right? no offense
And now i’m tryin’ not to laugh, which makes me wanna laugh
And I don’t mean no disrespect as I step into this funeral home
Like light through stained glass
Like light through black holes, like light that faded ages ago
Like my phone on airplane mode
Like i don’t believe in ghosts but I swear I feel it buzz
A voicemail from the nothing where something was
I’m still laughin’, I can’t pretend like I’m not sad
It’s just that lack of touch is not the same as lack of contact
And that grim reaper isn’t that powerful
He can’t change the past and your impact is unstoppable
I don’t think you die when you die
I don’t think we really understand what it means to be alive
Much less existence and much less time
We think that there’s no time, but maybe there’s no time
And maybe memory and prophecy are intertwined
Maybe the present is a pixel in a much larger design
Like if the picture’s resolution is a trillion by a trillion
But the CPU display is only one by one
Well then it’s easy to assume that there’s nothing but this room
In which we hide and not a whole universe outside
I don’t know if any of this makes sense
I don’t know if I should end it with an amen
I just know there’s a river in every raindrop
And a lot of raindrops in that riverbed
I said: I just know there’s a river in every raindrop
And a lot of raindrops in that riverbed