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Did it all get real, I guess it's real enoughThey got refrigerators full of bloodAnother century spent pointing gunsAt anything that movesSometimes I worry that I've lost the plotMy twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughtsI never really dreamed of heaven muchUntil we put him in the groundBut it's all I'm doing nowListening for patterns in the soundOf an endless static seaBut once the satellite's deceasedIt blows like garbage through the streetsOf the night sky to infinityBut don't you weep (don't you weep for them)Don't you weep (don't you weep)There is nothing as luckyHoney, don't you weep (don't you weep for them)Don't you weep (don't you weep)There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or freeDon't be a criminal in this police stateYou better shop and eat and procreateYou got vacation days then you might escapeTo a condo on the coastI set my watch to the atomic clockI hear the crowd count down til the bomb gets droppedI always figured there'd be time enoughI never let it get me downBut I can't help it nowLooking for faces in the cloudsI got some friends I barely seeBut we're all planning to meetWe'll lay in bags as dead as leavesAll together for eternityBut don't you weep (don't you weep for them)Don't you weep (don't you weep)There is no one as luckyHoney, don't you weep (don't you weep for them)Don't you weep (don't you weep)There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or freeOr free, or free, or freeThere's nothing, there's nothing, there's nothing...

Addendum Aug 26, 2009:
OMG, how this song took on new meaning after Will's tragic demise... We found out very shortly after this time about his diagnosis. Those were shocking times...