Communions Upfront Trivial
Shut the door behind you
Once you enter at the office of inner emigration
Let the theater of the absurd
Assert its grand existence
With a fall on the face of emptiness
Bringing down the colossal building of the beautiful and ugly
Elaborately and slowly
Should you regain your life
Should you choose to look back on it
We'll discuss what makes up for it
Society, ambition, friendship, or love
And whether the road to salvation is upfront trivial
Once you grapple with the ladder
And you've climbed it
Throw it away
You'll have made no real progress
Hear the judge say
The whole thing is a dead end
A figment of your imagination
Just like the sun
Won't rise
Again tomorrow morning
You just think it will
I pretend it will as well
So have another cup of tea
Should you regain your life
Should you choose to look back on it
We'll discuss what makes up for it
Society, ambition, friendship, or love
And whether the road to salvation is upfront trivial
