Musings of a Software Inventor, or, THE LACK THEREOF

Immaterial Things

(Co-created with Jason)

Em*6 Cm G Em*6 F# A -- Bridge E A E A E B A E

Last night I walked
down to the store
Saw something peculiar
On the corner
Standing there naked
wearing all her clothes
Asked her if she knew
I could see her soul

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She said I get that a lot
I wear it under my sleeve
You're creepin me out, mister
so why don't you leave?
Why so bothered
by immaterial things?

Now I wonder
could she be right?
Should I reconsider
how I live my life,
Looking at people
with objectivity,
I asked her what's wrong
with transparency

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So I left
made my way home
turned on the TV
watched the world alone
and it occurred to me
that reality
is just a buzzword
for immaterial things

[refrain]

Why so bothered
by immaterial things?