[NINE] A Brief History of Human Fragility | GOOD OMENS
Channel: Nine Aetharia
Date: 2019-12-28

The world from the perspective of an angry, young child who can very well destroy the world with a snap of his fingers.

Adam Young song # 2...only it's on the opposite end of the spectrum from Our World's childlike hopefulness. This one is more focused on that few hours of Adam being hopped up on power juice after he snapped from all the whispers and the realization that the world he loved very much was being destroyed slowly but surely.

With that, we've finished all the songs I've written for Good Omens this year! Am I still going to continue writing next year? Absolutely. I have ideas although I haven't fleshed them out yet, and I'm always up for requests if I can do them. 

Music, art and lyrics by Nine


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Lyrics

Once I saw a sparrow try to fly from an apple tree
I saw its wings were broken and I think it couldn't see
I saw some children gather 'round this sparrow that was in need
They pointed and laughed, and raised a stone
What childlike cruelty

It never goes away
Kindness can never seem to stay
They trade their humility
For the power that comes with apathy
They do it day by day
Until their scars are old and grey
Put on a show for me
Oh, show me
Show me
Show me your paper castles and

I'll show you how they burn
So easily between my fingers
I will show you how the world turns
Uncaring and unforgiving
Never were you a part of the tapestry
It's all a play
It's all a play
So to make up for this
You wail away
But at the end of the day
It all stays the same

Once my father took me down to town so we could see
Waves of colour down the street and a tower of ivory
When we got home, I sat and watched as the man said on TV
The awful things that people do to make up for their human fragility

It never goes away
Kindness can never seem to stay
They trade their loyalty
For the power that comes with apathy
They do it day by day
Until their scars are old and grey
Put on a show for me
Oh, show me
Show me
Show me your paper castles and

I'll show you how they burn
So easily between my fingers
I will show you how the world turns
Uncaring and unforgiving
Never were you a part of the tapestry
It's all a play
It's all a play
So to make up for this
You wail away
But at the end of the day
It all stays the same

We can trust time to go on but
People never change
I've seen history in the earth's bones
And this is what it says:

Once an angel gave his sword up for humanity
He said: "Take this sword and go, for this is my sympathy."
A given gift to save oneself soon turned to cruelty
Oh, people will make the sharpest things out of the soft and meek

Let me show you how it burns
So easily between my fingers
Let me show you how the world turns
Uncaring and unforgiving
Never were you a part of the tapestry
It's all a play
It's all a play
So to make up for this
You wail away
But at the end of the day
It all stays the same