Not many people like coming second. God knows how it is to come in the middle of the pack. I never liked it, but if life is a race you run haphazardly into death, then heck, maybe it's alright to come middle of the pack? After all, dying young and leaving a good-looking corpse is the provenance of the famous and beautiful. What are the rest of us mere mortals to do, but shuffle mindlessly with the crowd towards the day we shuffle off this mortal coil?
Then again, life in the middle of the pack can drive you nuts. It's hard enough staying with the throng for the duration of the race. A lot of people are full of everyday aggro based on their perceived lack of excellent joy. Road rage and general hostility of the bustle of cities can be seen through the prism of everybody's anxiety just to stay in the middle. It hurts just to be ordinary, average, and mostly medium.
Life in the medium is exactly the life you don't see as the one you wanted. any human being with a modicum of self-respect wants something interesting in their life, but there is no guarantee we get those moments. And so we're hung with the tedium that comes from being in the medium.
This is a song about that phenomenon.
Then again, life in the middle of the pack can drive you nuts. It's hard enough staying with the throng for the duration of the race. A lot of people are full of everyday aggro based on their perceived lack of excellent joy. Road rage and general hostility of the bustle of cities can be seen through the prism of everybody's anxiety just to stay in the middle. It hurts just to be ordinary, average, and mostly medium.
Life in the medium is exactly the life you don't see as the one you wanted. any human being with a modicum of self-respect wants something interesting in their life, but there is no guarantee we get those moments. And so we're hung with the tedium that comes from being in the medium.
This is a song about that phenomenon.
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