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Procrasti-nationby Justin Lawrence

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Like bubblegum for my mind, life breathes a passive sigh without asking
Why am i alive today and what changed anyway? someone, shake me to see

Time is gone, looking on, another day, strung along slowly becomes a life
Another way to waste a day. entertained, life slips away consumes my life

So I begin .... wondering about these things we call interesting
And I've begun wondering away from all of the ordinary things

What is less and what is more?
And what will we be remembered for?
And when we're gone, who will ever know?

But why the race in going no place? reason free we procrastinate
Pedestrians in the human race
But if life was no mistake and each day had a purpose wait
.. I'd do more asking

And I'd begin .... wondering
About all these things we've called interesting
And each thing that's become important to me
Please just keep me from a life of ordinary things

What is less and what is more?
And who is all this progress for?
And when we're gone, who will ever know?

What is less and what is more?
I see more happiness in things before
And when you're gone one day, who will ever know?


"What is less? What is more?"


These were words spoken Keith Stanfield, a friend who's inspired me a great deal.

He was speaking to a group of teenagers, recalling family memories of his visit to Madagascar. He recounted how somebody doubled back 30 minutes from where they had came, just to help Keith's family get to where they were going. Keith also mentioned how everyone in Madagascar always had 30 minutes just to stop and chat.

How could it be that we saw these people as poor and ourselves as wealthy when they seemed to have lots of the most valuable currency of all: time.

"Television is bubblegum for the eyes." Was another random saying that never left me. My cousin used to repeat it often in our youth. This was the start of Procrasti-nation, a tour into my own distractedness.
[Verse 1]
     Bm7       A/F#       G                             Bm/E A/F#  G
Like bubblegum for my mind, life breathes a passive sigh without asking
Bm7          A/F#         G                     Bm/E      A/F#      G
 Why am i alive today and what changed anyway? someone, shake me to see

[Bridge]
D            Dmaj7      Gmaj7          G6            D        Dmaj7   Gmaj7   G6
 Time is gone, looking on, another day, strung along slowly becomes a life
D               Dmaj7     Gmaj7                G6        D     Dmaj7     Gmaj7
 Another way to waste a day. entertained, life slips away consumes my life

[Prechorus 1]
        Bm A/F# G2                    Bm  A/F#       G2
So I begin .... wondering about these things we call interesting
           Bm A/F#  G2           Bm          A/F#    G2
And I've begun wondering away from all of the ordinary things

[Chorus 1]
Em               G       Bm     Dmaj7
What is less and what is more?
     Em             G               Bm     Dmaj7
And what will we be remembered for?
    Em              G         Bm    Dmaj7  G
And when we're gone, who will ever know?

[Verse 2]
    Bm              A/F#          G
But why the race in going no place? reason free we procrastinate
   Bm/E             A/F#        G
Pedestrians in the human race
Bm             A/F#            G
But if life was no mistake and each day had a purpose wait
Bm/E      A/F#      G
.. I'd do more asking

[Prechorus 2]
          Bm A/F#  G2          A/E
And I'd begin .... wondering
                Bm   A/F#           G2          A/E
About all these things we've called interesting
                        Bm A/F# G2            A/E
And each thing that's become important to me
                    Bm     A/F#        G2
Please just keep me from a life of ordinary things

[Chorus 2]
Em               G       Bm     Dmaj7
What is less and what is more?
     Em             G            Bm     Dmaj7
And who is all this progress for?
    Em             G          Bm    Dmaj7  G
And when we're gone, who will ever know?

[Chorus 3]
Em               G          Bm     Dmaj7
What is less and what is more?
           Em           G          Bm     Dmaj7
I see more happiness in things before
    Em                   G             Bm       Dmaj7  G
And when you're gone one day, who will ever know?
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