First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless
There’s a price to pay, and a consequence
All the galleries and museums
“Here’s your ticket, welcome to the tombs”
They’re just public mausoleums—
The living dead fill every room
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins, they keep coughin’
They’ve forgotten, forgotten how to sing

“All the Rowboats” by Regina Spektor

Why are you so scared?
You stand their shaking in your pew.
The icons are whispering to you.
They’re just old men
Like on the benches on the park
Except their balding spots are glistening with gold

“Human of the Year” by Regina Spektor

So we made the hard decision and each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bones
Saw our hearts as little stones.

Pulled them out, they weren’t beating
And we weren’t even bleeding
As we lay them on the granite countertop

We beat ‘em up against each other
We struck ‘em hard against each other
We struck ‘em so hard until they sparked

Regina Spektor (“The Calculation”)

This is how it works
You’re young until you’re not
You love until you don’t
You try until you can’t
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

“On the Radio” by Regina Spektor

When the future’s architechtured by a carnival of idiots on show, you’d better lie low

Violet Hill by Coldplay

All my life, I wish I broke mirrors instead of promises, because all I see is a shattered conscience staring right back at me

Tidal Wave by Owl City

I don’t want to battle from beginning to end. I don’t want a cycle of recycled revenge. I don’t want to follow death and all of his friends.

Death and All His Friends by Coldplay