Out on the Surface
Jacob Rowell
Out on the surface, the winners win
Out on the surface, the market’s rich
The buyers go to the sellers store
The poor are kept under the porch
Out on the surface, it’s exchange and rearrange
And there’s no way to keep up just selling the same things
The days go fast and never last
And toil makes no room for wonderings
Out on the surface, everyone’s okay
And when your online, there’s no showing pain
Ignore the hate, and every weight
Cuz you’re either loved or you ain’t
Out on the surface, it doesn’t matter
Out on the surface it’s all matter
There’s no maker, no reason for this
It’s not that deep, here on the surface
Out on the surface, there’s no right or wrong
If you really think about it, but you might think too long
And there’s none of that on the surface
If you are always feeling pleasure there’s no need for purpose
Out on the surface, there is no pain
You shouldn’t feel it, it’s a dead weight
You keep it to yourself, there’s no time for health
Because it’s all solved with surface wealth
But
Out on the surface, the storms weather
And houses crumble, and it doesn’t get better
And everyone knows it but no one shows it
That this world isn’t everything we see and notice
In a world of hierarchy based on high status
The race to win needs a brief hiatus
If someone would only take the first step
But to dig down is to descend
And it’s so easy nowadays
To keep what’s under pushed away
And you could go your whole life on top
Walking on thin ice
That you refuse to admit will break
And for you I grieve
How long will it take for them to see
That building a house
with a foundation underneath
Is the right way to live
And there was right all along
And the phrase “it’s not that deep”
Couldn’t be more wrong.