In this song, Mono Void attempt to feel the pulse of our time. The pulse is racing. The sensory overload and the pace are sometimes exhilarating, sometimes paralyzing. Our increasing impatience fuels our consumption. Space, tranquillity, energy, and time for creativity must be fought for. No one has time to view things from multiple perspectives anymore. When we only have the capacity for one reality, populism prevails.
Lyrics:
Ppp please write me a DM
I can’t wait for your letters
Pp please build a tree for me
I can’t wait for one to grow
Pretty please visit me by car
I can’t wait for you walking
I can’t wait for you walking
No one knows me
No one has the time to see
I am the zeitgeist
And no one has time for ghosts
Ppp please live a life for me
I have no time for nothing
Pretty please use up all our fuel
I can’t wait ‘til earth hits the moon
Ooh, ooh such pretty fireworks!
No one knows me
No one has the time to see
I am the zeitgeist
And no one has time for ghosts
If there’s only time for one truth
Why do you stand by this ticket booth
If there’s only time for one reality
Why do you stand here trying to get me
You can’t live life without distraction
Sometimes someone else needs to take the action
There would be no point to live a life
If no one had time to acknowledge your strife
No one knows me
No one has the time to see
I am the zeitgeist
And no one has time for ghosts
If there’s only time for one truth
Why do you stand by this ticket booth
If there’s only time for one reality
Why do you stand here trying to get me