Now I'm Learning to Love the War - Father John Misty

Try not to think so much about

The truly staggering amount of oil that it takes to make a record

All the shipping, the vinyl, the cellophane lining, the high gloss

The tape and the gear

Try not to become too consumed

With what’s a criminal volume of oil that it takes to paint a portrait

The acrylic, the varnish, aluminum tubes filled with latex

The solvents and dye

Let’s just call this what it is

The gentler side of mankind’s death wish

When it’s my time to go

Gonna leave behind things that won’t decompose

Try not to dwell so much upon

How it won’t be so very long from now that they laugh at us for selling

A bunch of 15-year-olds made from dinosaur bones singing 'oh yeah'

Again and again

Right up to the end

Let’s just call this what it is

The gentler side of mankind’s death wish

When it’s my time to go

Gonna leave behind things that won’t decompose

I’ll just call this what it is

My vanity gone wild with my crisis

One day this all will repeat

I sure hope they make something useful out of me