I have seen what you call progress Every warning sign ignored There's a muffled voice of reason But we can't make out the words
Though the balance we struck was delicate There was a sense of right and wrong We tried to stem this flow with a tourniquet But now the patient's dead and gone
When we owe more than we're worth And they're changing the locks on the doors
We raised glasses high to the bottom line On a street engulfed in flames But on goes the show…
When the city streets are barricaded A chaos we ourselves created When there's nothing left, tell me where will you go?
When the factories are automated Broken dreams incorporated Gather your things, but there's nowhere to go
We are children of lesser gods Better angels, darker days But we're holding on to this cause Like palm trees in a hurricane
We chase every second In clothes that we slept in But they still got away
When the city streets are barricaded A chaos we ourselves created When there's nothing left, tell me where will you go?
When the factories are automated Broken dreams incorporated Gather your things But there's nowhere to go?
Nowhere to go
Was this place ever our home? Were these lines ever our own? Are we just reading from the pages Just putting on a show?
Are you along just for the ride? Keep all hands and feet inside Will you steer us all to safety So at least they know you tried?
Broken dreams Broken dreams, inc
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