Likely To Be Eaten (S2E15 Bonus)

Do you remember green screens? Blinking cursors? Games with words instead of photo-realistic massively multiplayer open world shooter role-playing sim games?

We do too. 

Zork was original. Creative. And extremely well-designed. So, this week's song is an ode to Zork. Resource management. Wandering the unknown. Maps. Frustration. Triumph. Self-evident gameplay. 

See if you can catch all the Zork references.

[Verse 1]
Brass lantern on the counter
Half an hour left to burn
Mailbox near the white house
Nowhere left to turn
Words in phosphor green
You are likely to be eaten

[Pre-Chorus]
Hello sailor, hello darkness
Hello everything that waits
I can feel the Great Underground
Through the hinges in the gates

[Chorus]
Likely to be eaten
Likely to be gone
Likely to be lost before the light comes on
But I'm walking anyway
With a dying match in hand
Likely to be eaten
And I want to understand

[Verse 2]
Elven sword is glowing blue
Something's moving in the dark
Thief was here and left the trophy case
Empty as my lantern's spark
I can picture how it happens
I can see the lantern drop
Standing in the empty hall
Will I make it out at all

[Pre-Chorus]
But the cursor keeps on blinking
And the verb will come to mind
All the nouns are in the inventory
Every one I need to find
[Chorus]
Likely to be eaten
Likely to be gone
Likely to be lost before the light comes on
But I'm walking anyway
With a dying match in hand
Likely to be eaten
And I want to understand

[Bridge]
The game gave me a name
And a room I couldn't leave
I held a lantern high
To the edge of everything
Rules arrived the moment
That the silence learned to sing
I'm the one who knows the words now
I'm the one walking on

[Final Chorus]
Likely to be eaten
Likely to be gone
Likely to be lost before the light comes on
But I'm walking anyway
With a dying match in hand
Likely to be eaten
Now I understand 

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Transcript

SPEAKER_00 0:27

Mailbox near the White House.

unknown 0:32

Nowhere left to turn.

SPEAKER_00 0:37

Words in Phosphor Green. You are likely to be eaten. Hello, sailor. Hello, darkness. Hello, everything that waits. I can feel the crate underground through the hinges in the gates. Likely to be in, likely to be gone, likely to be lost before the light comes on, but I'm walking away with a dying match in hand, likely to be eaten, and I want to understand. Elden sword is glowing blue, something's moving the dark. Thief was here and left the trophy case empty as my lantern spark. I can picture how it happens. I can see the lantern drop standing in the empty hall. Will I make it out at all? But the cursor keeps on blinking, and the verb will come to mind. All the nouns are in the intory. Likely to be likely to be gone. But I won't get anyway with a dying match in hand, likely to be eaten, and I want to understand. I held a lantern high to the edge of everything. Let the silence learn to sing. Comes on walking anyway with a dying match in hand, likely to be eaten. Now I understand.