In the great expanses of our universe, we are all but specs of dust.
Everything we've ever done, and all we will ever do, is nothing more than a small vibration in the merciless, thunderous momentum of space and time.
The music we offer is, statistically, nothing more than a few grains of sand on the great beaches of our known universe.
Friends . . . .
It’s pretty obvious our time here is short.
As the only creatures completely aware of our inevitable demise,
reflecting on our mortality might be the only thing all of us have in common.
With all of our science and in every one of our languages, it’s the only mathematical certainty that really matters.
At some point in the not too distant future,
our earthbound bodies will no longer carry our electrical spirits,
and we will die.
The universe as we know it has been around for about 13 billion years.
The average human lifespan lasts about 2.3 billion seconds.
So, what are you up to tonight?
(Don't worry. So are we.)
In the meantime, we humbly offer each of these songs as gifts of hope, gratitude, and redemption.
Flowers for the living (as it were).
Even if the universe yawns and you never listen,
these creations will always be important to a select group of humans:
Even if it’s just us.
Even if it's only for a short while.
Zach, Travis, Danny and Joey
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