[Intro]
It is inevitable, he becomes obsolete
Because the things that define him become obsolete
These things are part of who he is and now they are irrelevant
Typewriters, cursive handwriting, dictionaries, encyclopedias
Landlines, operators, payphones, mail, conversation
Touch, sympathy, empathy, love, privacy

[Verse 1]
Pleased to meet you in the grey
Swinging slowly in the hang
All together on the beat
New machines are coming primed
Seasons change and combine
Starving bees on dying vines
Revelations in your mind
Document on fire

[Chorus]
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete, yeah
Hanging by my testimony, I expire
All I've known, obsolete absolute

[Verse 2]
Run, running, running, fall behind
Faster, faster, borrowed time
Heritage has lost its mind
We are undefined
[Chorus]
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete, yeah
Hanging by my testimony, I expire
All I've known, obsolete absolute

[Bridge]
Swinging men on the tree
Weighted bags of debris (Echoes of gray)
Their survival contingent on their empathy
They aren't anything but prey

[Interlude]
Tradition, convention, lineage, morality
Compassion, eye contact, history, family

[Verse 3]
We aren't anything but prey
All our tools taken away
All the words we used to say
Salutations, courtesies
"Mamma, Poppa, grazie"
"Mamma, Poppa, save me"

[Chorus]
Obsolete, absolutely
Absolute, obsolete, yeah
Hanging by my testimony, I expire
All I've known, obsolete absolute