The Tragedy of the Commons

To another commotion

To another disruption

To another explosion

I raise my glass

To another investment

Into the future of wasteland

Well here’s to pulling the waistband

But I know at least I thought, at least I fight

At least I know at least I tried

I know I thought, I know I’ll fight

Tonight I kiss the world goodbye

We are one, and one is all

Through self-destruction we fall

Close your eyes, to darkened skies

Our ignorant demise

To another obsession

Over another possession

Another deal well made

Well I raise my glass

And to the blissful ignoring

That the unclaimable objects

Decide our pitfall or prospect

I know at least I thought, at least I fight

At least I know at least I tried

I know I thought, I know I’ll fight

Tonight I kiss the world goodbye

We are one, as one we fall

Our self-destruction of all

Close your eyes, to darkened skies

Our ignorance in demise

This will lead to personal gain

But I won’t feel any personal pain

All the global implications in vain

Yes the price is high but so are the stakes

This belongs to all of us so

really this belongs to no one at all

When it comes to owning up to our fall

Better brace yourself for the end of it all