Like Socrates I only graze on the slopes
Of the s ummit of my own ignorance
Like Hippocrates I can af firm that the method of science
Is an appliance that em ancipates us from dogma
And slant
And bias (the seasons are changing)
A h the seasons are changing
The velocities at which we n ow evolve
Mean we g ot to dissolve unch ecked tradition
But atrocities go unt ouched under the guise of cu lture
Committed on an other mind another heartbeat
E♭m
Heartbeat
Heartbeat (the seasons are changing)
A h the seasons are changing
E♭m
I've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a sinking feeling
E♭m
I've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a sinking feeling
Like Sophocles we now wield the paintbrush
So k eep a tight grip on a magnifying glass
Our priorities now that we h old the torch
Mean we got to hold it high to il luminate the da rk
And archaic
And vile (the seasons are changing)
A h the seasons are changing
E♭m
I've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a sinking feeling
E♭m
I've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a sinking feeling
E♭m
I've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a sin king feeling
I've got a si nking feeling
I 've got a si nking feeling
I 've got a sinking feeling
I 've got a si nking feeling
I 've got a si nking feeling
I 've got a si nking feeling
W e swear allegiance to no one
W e swear allegiance to no o ne
E♭m
We'll never let go of the microscope
N o matter how callous the shells
C#
We'll harness the heat of the sun
And we'll burn you out of fucking existence

























