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For the calls that i won't answer
when they ring on my phone
suffocating in love,
yet somehow all alone

For the change in my pocket
that i never give up
to the hands shaking and waiting
as they rattle their cups

For every tip that i don't leave
For every liter of blood,
every panda, every oil spill-
I still don't give a fuck

it's apathy...

I'm detached from 3rd world suffering
every storm, and every flood
I fall asleep to national tragedies
and every movie theatre with a gun

For every Livestrong bracelet,
and every 5k walk,
every compost,
every mason jar,
every last red tailed hawk

From the president,
to his politics,
and organic meat
For every AIDS quilt,
every pair of toms,
and every Superbowl team
[i don't care]

I find no clarity in charity
let the world go extinct
I'll just close my eyes and smile,
and try not to feel a thing

Its hard to feel
for anyone else
when i still don't
understand myself

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from For Nomads and Lonely Poets, released December 14, 2013

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