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Existentialist Nostalgia

from Death Waits II: The Writers by Art Schop

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Albert Camus believed that life had no intrinsic meaning. And yet he rejected existentialism (causing a split with his friend and fellow thinker Satre.) “Without law there is no freedom,” Camus wrote. He rebelled against nihilism, playing a leading role in the French Resistance against the Nazi’s during World War II.
The three verses (and bridge) of Existentialist Nostalgia refer to themes and feelings from three of Camus’ books — The Fall, The Plague, and The Stranger. The chorus refers to the fanciful idea that perhaps a part of him hankered for simpler times, smoking Gauloises with Satre at Les Deux Magots and regretting nothing.

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I walk along the Seine, at night, listening for my name
This may be the call, that precedes the fall
Used to be that nothing mattered, life was just a game
I held all the cards, right from the start
Existentialist nostalgia; how easy it was
Rats are dying in the alleyways. I think I know who’s next
It all comes down to this, relinquish or resist
Sometimes I have
Existentialist nostalgia; how easy it was to ignore the paradox of pain
Free again, she will be free again, cut loose from her mooring
with gentle indifference, no longer my concern
I wait in silence at the dawn; a stranger to myself
No one can absolve our guilt; it is the rock on which we’re built

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from Death Waits II: The Writers, released March 12, 2019

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