Telethon, Laura Stevenson - Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve lyrics

We’re side by side we’re barely speaking
What’s left belies what’s come and gone
No future here on earth
We’ll settle the creeping sensation we
Spent our time wrong
It this any different from what we expected?
It’s hastened, of course
But, I’m talking results
A pan to the ground and a pan to the sky
So long and goodnight
May our joints turn to rust

Wake, rise, wait, digitize, sleep, repeat

I’m half expecting a geodesic
Sphere to drop onto this building
As Ryan Seacrest shouts out digit's
The other half has reached it's limit
The scene is ugly, you could say lurid
Our backs to walls our shades turn putrid
The trope of lives flashing past your eyes
Turns out, not real!

But rather, we’re outside ourselves
You’d think we’d be beside ourselves
We process next to nothing
Irises narrowed pixels swapping

Brace for impact sentimental, though we are
Note the impasse demarcated as the arc

Wake, rise, wait, digitize, sleep, repeat
(10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1)

Here we stand like an Adam and an Eve
Anxiously awaiting
Pearly gates or chest-high flames
But there’s no rubble to clear
Can’t help but notice we’re still here
This room unchanged our world remains
Rotating rather strange