Dead Letter and the Infinite Yes

I found a letter that read

"Our existence has serious side effects"

Turned on, turned on the television

And it's telling me the world is collapsing

I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast

I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes

And I don't know why it is

Our bodies are dead

And why you look so sad?

And my therapist said

"We've evolved through a series of accidents"

There's been talk of chemical imbalances

Restless sense of detachment, nausea and or violence

I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast

I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes

And I don't know why it is

I feel it coming, I think it's real and significant

I think I think I think a little too often

That's what my therapist said

We're alone in this wilderness

Left to choke on the pills and to feed on the viruses

I think it's coming, oh and it comes so fast