Harvey Pekar - The Fraternal Order Of Uncanny Valley lyrics

Tradition values most those who hoisted us on two feet, who in dynamic refrains appealed the utterance of a parental honorific. Immediately demanded to pledge allegiance. An adolescence later we remain kissing the cheeks of alien kindred. Touch is communication like any other and can express emotion and listless formality. The fingertips of aged barbers and young lovers dissimilarly explore hidden cowlicks. But nerve endings are gullible receptors that speak in ambiguities. Indeed - comfort is universal at polar extremes, for blood absolves and isolation acquits. It is the vast middle lot, the unaccountable chronologists, with whom we never intersect. Lonely are the lives of parallel straight lines. An arm's length away - stretched forever outward. Colliding only in the misinterpretation of optical illusions. Those we have grown with but not towards, faces like foreign metaphors, and technology-bound ties from past lives. Rank such delineations and disembodied hands paint themselves into corners – trapped by endless shades of non-committance