Stranger Things Season Five (or The Coming of Nothing At All)

By: Eric Kennedy


Could it be as simple as just three chords
Could it take four or more
Can the truth come out in rhyming schemes
And could world come apart at the seams
Sewn up
By non-believers
Like me

[Chorus]
So let the world swing
Endlessly
On a pendulum
Of apathy
Swallow all of
Our meds whole
And watch the coming
Of nothing at all

Could it be as easy as just three chords
Can anybody see the truth in metaphor
Is it even worth the effort to try anymore
To open someone's eyes with a song of hope
Or do the bodies piling up
Give us all the dope
We need

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
And the bricks
They leave on the streets
Won't fool us
We've got pallets
And pallets
Of bricks
Back home

[Chorus]